Sunset hills ablaze, crackling with the vitality of dancers and magicians; 

A sudden outpouring of the lifeblood of angry, eager men 

Gushes into pristine streets and introduces a new brand of scalding decay-

Everything is screeching, yelping, flailing; dying wildly,

And a desperate, fleeting look can kill;

Nothing is breathing but everything is writhing - awake, and alive!

And everything is twisted

And the sea sparkles, and the sea shines like a perfect grotesque mirror.