Imaginos

Fresh from zones of moisture 

And afterwards the meat

With spangles on my long-tailed suits 

And songs to haunt the one that's saved



Just call me Desdinova 

I'm sure to be 

The lucky one

When destiny assigns wisdom

Known to me

The starry wisdom 



I am the one you warned me of

I am the one who'd never, never lie



The writing in the notebook 

Notation from the stars

Songs by Desdinova

And frost warnings from the women's farm

Whose agents could not ever see

His hilly eyes and too green rings 

Obscured sight and fancy dreams 

Holy mass, those 13 fancy dreams



I am the one you warned me of

I am the one who'd never, never lie



Eyes like bottles and hands in my hair 

Bottles of blackness the blacker the spare

I'll sit myself behind that clock 

And play tunes on its belfry



Five fingers have I to play them like ten 

Ten fingers have I to play them again

In decimal chains whose mimic cry 

Whose notes will never, never fly

Until they quit those timely tunes

And entered that system from outside



I am the one you warned me of

I am the one who'd never, never lie

Along the world axis

The Empress lay sleeping 

To the rhyme of the, of the, of the star clock

Seven sleepers

Seven sages

Seven ladders to the, to the 

Seventh heaven



Seven stars

Had Ursa Major 

Tables turning, turning

And rain maker 

While the seven

The visitors

All went, all went

A drumming 



Dance a Don Pedro

Do the Don Pedro

Games after death

Night dances 'round

Samedi and Petre

In Alchemy



Salute the Four Quarters

Before I leave your eyes

Twinned in the mirror

Les Mesteres come

End me adoration 

Before I leave your eyes

World in the mirror

Waters of amnesia come



Do you know (do you know), do you know (do you know) 

Do you know (do you know), do you know (do you know) 

The court of Eve

Beneath the Polar Mountain

Rose cross and crosser there

Symbols of the swan 

Aerial races 

In rotation over 

The magical casement 

Visions of a parallel world 



Dance a Don Pedro

Do the Don Pedro

Games after death

Night dances 'round

Samedi and Petre

In Alchemy

In the presence of another world

You guess the things unguessed 

In the fullness of another world

There is no emptiness



In the promise of another world

A dreadful knowledge comes

How even space can modulate 

And earthly things be done 



Your master he's a monster

He will come on a bridge of paper 

Inscribed with a hundred names of God

But he can count one more

The curse of life eternal 

Written on the door



Your master.....he's a monster

Your master.....he's a monster

Your master.....he's a monster



In the presence of another world

A dreadful knowledge comes

How even space can modulate 

And earthly things be done 



In the fullness of another world

There is no emptiness



Your master.....Your master is a monster 

Your master.....Born of a yolkless egg 

Your master.....He has dominion over animals

Your master.....He walks the world  Entrail diviner

Your master.....And when the stars are right

Your master.....He locks the door behind the door behind the door

Your master.....The milky way abyss inclines 

Your master.....The seven years of labor for the instruments of time

Your master.....The seven years of labor for the instruments of time

Your master.....The seven years of labor for the instruments of time

Your master.....The seven years of labor for the instruments of time



Your master is a monster 

And gentlemanly too 

He'll make for us some new germ

With pieces of the perfect black

The alpha and omega 

The double peaks of Mars 

The maze of his infinity

The buried city

In the stars

I've lived upon 

The edge of chance

For twenty years or more 

And this is what my friends all mean



By Del Rio's song.......Oh, Del Rio

Del Rio's Song..........Oh, Del Rio

Del Rio's Song..........Oh, Del Rio

Del Rio's Song..........Oh, Del Rio



When time gets slow, and rivers freeze

I think you'd know enough 



To call in touch that outer frame 

The inner gain, a sullen gulch

Which opens up on the way to Blindman's Bluff



A suburb now of River Roads

Where quandry and sublime improve

The sight whose imagery 

Is sometimes that of fear 



I've lived upon 

The edge of chance

For twenty years or more 

And this is what my friends all mean



By Del Rio's song.......Oh, Del Rio

Del Rio's Song..........Oh, Del Rio

Del Rio's Song..........Oh, Del Rio

Del Rio's Song..........Oh, Del Rio



When time gets slow, and rivers freeze

I think you'd know enough 



To shut the gates of walled town walls

And putting up some good rum punch 

Forget the way to Blindman's Bluff 



So packed with eyes 

That glow like coals

And pointing towards the North

Oh my boat left New Orleans in 1829!



Hey!  Hey!  Hey!  Hey!



My destination is a secret 

And the doctrine is soft

And just between the verse and me 

It's a place where you can see

Lost, last and luminous

Scored to sky yet never found

Relics of jewels

And ant-track tools 

A true ghost dance

Rehearsal Ground



I've lived upon 

The edge of chance

For twenty years or more 

And this is what my friends all mean



I've lived upon 

The edge of chance

For twenty years or more 

And this is what my friends all mean



By Del Rio's song.......Oh, Del Rio

Del Rio's Song..........Oh, Del Rio

Del Rio's Song..........Oh, Del Rio

Del Rio's Song..........Oh, Del Rio

On the terminal point

Of the cul-de-sac 

Patients are dying

The horses are dazed

From the glare of stars

The starry wisdom

Owned by the Baron

And he's got the cure



A drug by the name of World Without End

A drug by the name of World Without End

A drug by the name of World Without End



Come and take this.................Carpe Diem!

World without end..................Carpe Diem!

You'll be inventor.................Carpe Diem!

Invention, letter, earth, wind.....Carpe Diem!

Rhymed like the real...............Carpe Diem!

And real as the rhyme..............Carpe Diem!

Imagine this Baron.................Carpe Diem!

Inventor of rhymes.................Carpe Diem!



Imagine he was me and I was called Frankenstein

Imagine he was me and I was called Frankenstein

Imagine he was me and I was called Frankenstein



Carpe Diem!

Carpe Diem!

Carpe Diem!

Carpe Diem!



He was me, and I was called Frankenstein

He was me, and I was called Frankenstein

He was me, and I was called Frankenstein

Frankenstein 



(World without end) 

Frankenstein

(World without end) 

Frankenstein



(World without end) ...

The clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst 

Out at you from their hiding place 

Like acid and oil on a madman's face 

Reason tends to fly away

Like lesser birds on the four winds 

Like silver scrapes in May

Now the sands become a crust

And most of you have gone away 



Come Susie dear, let's take a walk

Just out there upon the beach

I know you'll soon be married 

And you'll want to know where wind comes from 

Well it's never said at all 

On the map that Carrie reads 

Behind the clock back there you know 

At the Four Winds Bar



Hey - hey hey!

Hey - hey hey!

Hey - hey hey!

Hey - hey hey!



Four doors at the Four Winds Bar

Two doors locked and windows barred

One door's let to take you in

The other one just mirrors it



Hey - hey hey!

Hey - hey hey!

Hey - hey hey!

Hey - hey hey!



In hellish glare and inference 

The other one's a duplicate

The Queenly flux, eternal light

Or the light that never warms

Or the light that never, never warms

Or the light that never, never, never, never, never warms



The clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst 

Out at you from their hiding place 

Miss Carrie Nurse and Susie dear

Find themselves at Four Winds Bar



It's the nexus of the crisis 

And the origin of storms 

Just the place to hopelessly 

Encounter time and then came me



Hey - hey hey!

Hey - hey hey!

Hey - hey hey!

Hey - hey hey!



Call me Desdinova

Eternal light

These gravely digs of mine 

Will surely prove a sight 

And don't forget my dog 

Fixed and consequent

Cornwall and the harbor 

Where witches went mad more than once and 

Until this day

In dreams at least 

The lighthouse at Lost Christabel 

Squat and hugely tilts 

Upon the strand where Grandad's house was built

And having stood the test of time 

The starry gale the bloody tide 

Grandad's house though gaped with hooks 

And filled with books

Could stand no more until

A certain prophecy 

Once read - now stood 

Before the world fulfilled



Now of these books in Grandad's keep 

Some of them were new but mostly they were old 

And the oldest was a scroll

A prophecy that read

When the riddle begins  

The story will end



August the First 1892 

And in the guise of destiny 

Grandad quit Cornwall 

"I'm a captain of a ship 

My ship is charmed, and called Plutonia." 



Stories on land, storms at sea 

'Tween 1892 and '93

When Grandad sailed for Mexico 



Ships charmed and ordinary 

Sailed the glidepath to the sun 

And when the sun proved false 

As it always does

Some of them would be lost

And some would sail back home

It was no star

But a magna of illusion

I mean by that 

The mirror found 

In the chamber of jade grown like a seed

Deep within the ground

The mirror found 

By one man

So on and off again 

He sailed the Europe's rim 

On and off, off and on

Until his time had come 



Through tears and smiles

The last domain

The rods of broken crystal 

On and off, and off again 

Until his time had come 

Late to the story that had been 

But early to the riddle not yet begun



August the First 1893

The charmed ship Plutonia 

Sailed like a ray into Cornwall

And none too soon it seems



That night the Captain's granddaughter

Would celebrate her birthday

"I've come a long way," said the Captain 

"From Lost Christabel this night 

Accompanied by my dog familiar 

To blast your rafters with my surprise!

Granddaughter, it's a foreign mirror 

Taken from the jungle by crime!"



Stories on land, storms at sea 

'Tween 1892 and '93

When Grandad sailed for Mexico 



When tables collapse 

And floors have filled

And the party's over, it's all over

Sea-dogs and rockers will dwell on doom 

I've warped the stuff of ground 

What seems to be is not

Behind closed eyes

Realize your sight 

Mine, granddaughter, proves a surprise 

More light than sun

More dark than night then

More a snare than lust

I am becalmed in virtue 

Lost to nothing on a bay of dreams

Warm weather and a holocaust 

The tears of God flow as I bleed 



Left to die by two good friends 

Abandoned me and put to sleep

On a shore where oyster beds 

Seem plush as down

And ripe enough for the luxor dream



Recall the dream of luxor

How fluids will arrive

As if by call or schedule

Resume through the morning tide 

Where entry is by seaweed gate

And plan the plan of dreams

To lose oneself in reverb

In all that is and all that seems



So ladies, fish, and gentlemen 

Here's my angled dream 

To see me in the blue sky bag

And meet me by the sea



The oyster boys are swimming now

To claim me back from the dead 

The creatures back from vertigo 

They fear to fall but haven't fell

Will reclaim tries and try again



The oyster boys are swimming now

Hear them chatter on the tide

Of the lost and language lost

Hear them chatter on the tide



We understand, we understand, we understand

And so do I 

We understand, we understand 

But fright is real

And so am I 



So ladies, fish, and gentlemen 

Here's my angled dream 

To see me in the blue sky bag

And meet me by the sea



The entry to lost vestibule

Opens on the bay

An instant shape of mercury 

Lost and then retained

An instant is an eyelash 

Caught on the tide 

Imaginos! 

Below this bay 

And then besides...



The oyster boys are swimming now

One deal is what we made

Forest keys and whirlwind cold

Green keys too and keys of gold

Even locks that won't explode 

When the skies become a scroll

Having lost its interest

See that's the deal we made

Just to join the Oyster Cult

The Blue Oyster Cult 



We Understand, we understand - Blue Oyster Cult

Imaginos

Approached the sun

In August in New Hapshire

Singing songs

Nobody knew

And stories left undone



See this fish 

His scales turned green 

Under such a sun

Such a sun...............such a sun

such a sun...............such a sun

such a sun



A tongue and pale 

Of Texas light

Descended on the border

While the bird 

Called Buzzardo

Rattled the bones 

He picked the flesh from



See this fish 

His scales turned green 

Under such a sun

Such a sun...............such a sun

such a sun...............such a sun

such a sun



Checking the sign of the Moonfleet

Roll your wheel with mine

Sometimes in the light of day

The truth proves hard to find

Actually this Buzzardo

Was Imaginos in disguise



In disguise



Ooo Imaginos

Ooo Imaginos

Ooo Ooo Ooo Imaginos 

Ooo Imaginos

Ooo Imaginos

Ooo Ooo Ooo



Imaginos

Approached the sun

In August in New Hapshire

Singing songs

Nobody knew

And stories left undone



See this fish 

His scales turned green 

Under such a sun

Such a sun...............such a sun

such a sun...............such a sun

such a sun





I'm Buzzardo in Texas............Last chance

I'm a pinwheel in Vermont........Last chance

And gorge the Bungo Pony.........Last chance Laaast chance Last chance

I'm a rocker a roller and a spinner, too

Below that scene of subterfuge...Last chance Laaast chance Last chance

Which is

The last chance border...........Last chance Laaast chance Last chance

.................................Last chance Laaast chance Last chance

On the border....................Last chance Laaast chance Last chance

.................................Last chance Laaast chance Last chance

On the border....................Last chance Laaast chance Last chance

.................................Last chance Last chance

The last exit to Texas