Sonic teenage Guinevere,sunbeam-scenequeen

loves her dollhouse livin’

Armani-armoured silver-stallion saints

flock around their prize

high flying producer Day-child trembling

Spahn-ranch rain-king dancing

and the wheel turns

for the Manchild is arissen



omnipothead,killer-god

on the bus ,that buzz

to never,never,never-ever land

too much runny paint to make sense,

too honest liars to eye

Lancelot is choking on the rosemary

only looking back & back & back

back to where the babies blood paint doors ;

teenage Guinevere is no more



«you can’t kill me ,I’m already dead

you can’t catch me,I’ve already fled

you can’t free me , I’m already free

and I’ll change your destiny.

trust in me-

I’ll change your destiny!»



sonic teenage Guinevere (x4