Crrrraaash!
Cymbal-clap
Calamity Bra** Band's opus opens upon ruin:
Moonshine Maid;
Her houses split, splayed and slain;
Crushed coach agroan, aflame;
Crrrraaack!
Broke-back gla** la**
Moonlight March of the Weeping Wounds:
Besotto voce, a tripping drip
"-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-."
[Crashendo to soused soreliloquoy]
"Languid is limb; bodice is hearse
It sops leak, the gra** below does sip so."
[and also:]
"Language is limp; body, it hurts
Atop sleep a cra** bellow does tip-toe."
[then together:]
"Come, Hero!"
Alarum bella: Donna Luna
We daffy dance, somnambulance
Our midnight metier, what bold boys crave:
Something to slay, someone to save
A high light so splits the night:
Glory insatiate
The sky spills seraph in blood-thirst and flight
Hellion, try speech
Walk on kissed feet
Forgive God's greed
Quit sleep, save me