Comet... And Her Trail Of Spiritual Dust (Gory Blister)

Orchids of a deeper green Serene, over the blackest sea As the eyelids stand open And the sky plunges in, reflected The spell is cast in the eyes Mine, foreseeing next passage Of such a fashinating beauty Only blindness can grasp and love Because the comet passes Shining faster than a wink Leaving the green orchids Drifting in a stormy sea Courageous waves sweep over Falling like rain drops Down, till the eyes be shut And another spell cast... ...foreseeing next passage As RAIN fills in the SKY SHE spread her HAPPINESS Sailing over this SEA of TEARS Trespassing the NEXT to the EVER ...rain ...sky ...she ...happiness ...sea ...tears ...next ...ever