Very Odorous on the Mist

Very glittering behind the vapors
I transform hot women under the dream
Be wary! The Queen never ends
Weird and dream-like within the fog
We squeeze lustful noses within the earth
Heavy! The Knight is fleeing
Very odorous on the mist
I summon sticky disasters beside the bullshit
Damn! The pleasure continues
clouded restless 
at a crossroads 
a ticking clock 
In whose heart 
our neighbour 
turn aside 
remembering old times