Now!

Blowing cucumber paprika trumpets
what are we god what are we
now

carrot mouthpiece
to top it all
would've made
'ole Gaillard proud
who are we god who are we
now

ages-old-dream-come-true
or idiocy-per-se
defined
eternity's delightment
which are we god which are we
now

freed from all freedom wanderers
'twin times, sufficiently
immortal
or still in the same sky
penitentiary
giving out the last
delirious murmurs

looking through the peep-show glass
pretending to see the sea
from the road already
why are we god why are we
now

forming Africa-paced caravans
to caravan us unwillingly
even further along
on angel-blown sadistic
wailers injustice
towards happily married
flip-top
gangbang
funerals

letting all of our organs bleed 
souls whisper black&blue
furious waves
in hope of a moonshine-driven
return...
well are we so, well are we
now