an affair with a female dragon, it can be fun, it can be lethal
never argue with a dragon
things could get heated
‘come to me,’ she said in a hot erotic voice
‘I’d rather not,’ he replied
‘you’re a dragon, and last time I got burned’
total self-confidence is sexually attractive
even in a female dragon
infidelity is dangerous
when your mistress is a dragon
come not between a dragon and her wrath
the secret of Life, the Universe, and everything
probably isn’t written on the back of a cornflake packet
what does a computer think about when it’s been switched off?
obviously windows ~ but what does it see through the glass?
OK, so let’s go and explore the Universe
OK, so let’s go into town, have a few beers and a curry, and pick up a couple of girls first
OK, so if you want to prove your love for me
go and kill me a dragon
She who is possessed by carnal desire for the serpent is lost.
Dawn, and smell the sulpher from the dragon’s breath as she purred
Her Life is a journey of imagined adventures, so lie back and enjoy the ride
Eat a marijuana cookie explore the inner Cosmos to see the rainbow serpent
Experimenting playing with psychedelic substances has always been her forte
Smiling as she watches the kaleidoscopic mordant rainbows melt and change
Reality is an illusion, real life is what she thinks in the strange deranged moment
No angels in bright, white raiment there, only darkly amorous vampyres play
At night, cats are black, vampyres are dark, except for the ones you mirror watched
Lazily, indolently, intoxicated, she dallied with a dulcimer as my heart was shattered
Venus was breaking, creating lust; then she said with laciviousness falsely enamored ~
if you want to prove your love, then bring me the head of the mirrored dragon
Or dead red roses in the hard midnight rain
Why think rationally? Common sense never had fair maiden
and fear never won the day
Neither in her canopied bed, nor even at the dismal end of a misted swamp
Bitter better man never gets chance to play with carnal women and absinthe
She’s beautifully dangerous, I desire her this moonlit night, and she is not patient
There are never certainties, nothing a man can ever trust, there is only useful myth
It could be worse, if the iron dice roll, may the Goddess help me
When she fails, take me back to Liars Bar again, finally
a vampyre will always bite
dragons burns, and women lie
et une belle biche, elle est gratuit
Chasing Imagined Dragons, she’s one part brave, one part a sorceress.
I know a woman who likes snakes, octopuses, and probably chasing dragons.
She likes psychedelic art, abstract spiral trees, and abandoned buildings.
But then, I like, love, and adore exotic, weird, mysterious women.
Just perhaps, this strange song and weird video are for her.
Please listen responsibly.
never kiss a Goddess holding a snake
and never look into their eyes