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Angels And Demons (To Kurt Cobain) From Book: Angeles Rebeldes Y Demonios Extranjeros
I wonder what compelled you to take the Dutch act?
An O.D. on number three, thirteen or eight?
A suicidal soul gets no access to heaven, yet it's intact.
How come you really blew it by the kiss of death?
Even if sound travels slower than light,
Music can deeply penetrate into the galaxy.
SMELLS LIKE TEEN SPIRIT will put down the eternal night.
What kind of jury found us guilty of heterodoxy?
I don't subscribe to the view that demons write a tune:
They're knee-deep in own humdrum infernal chores.
It's only angels who are to misery and pain immune
I'm waiting for you, my feathered friend
To resume our round-the-heaven flight
My near future will just on you depend
A flyboy like you may heal the restless night
Like Jason in Colchis, I sowed the dragon's teeth
And had to mow down the fierce armed men
I lacked the magic stone, yet didn't have cold feet
And fought like a hero, busting their heads open