imp of the perverse

Lou Reed

Teacher
Death by a visitation from God
Death by a visitation from God

Student
I am shadow

Teacher
Things material and spiritual

Student
Maternal

Teacher
Can be heavy

Student
Suffocating

Teacher
There are seven iron lamps
Which illumine our senses

Student
Seven knives

Teacher
Seven iron lamps to illumine our senses
And seven bells to celebrate the resurrection

Student
Two marble balls in a sack
One long and slender candle
One mouth
Two reckonings
Consternation and treachery

Teacher
Are you listening
Are you listening to me
Are you paying attention to me

Student
I am shadow

Teacher
Seven iron lamps
Seven oboes
Two small balls
And one tiny candle

Student
Tiny candle

Teacher
One pathetic flame
Embers dying

Student
Dying

Teacher
Five creatures from the monolith
Seven whispers from the catacombs
Five and seven numbing mumbling speeches
Are you listening

Student
I am drawn to do what I should not

Teacher
Guilty, guilty, guilty guilty
No, no, never never no
Seven mornings
Thirteen moons
Five wolves
One silk spread morning
Seven bells for seven senses
Each one lusting lusting

Student
Guiltily

Teacher
Two milk fed glands ripe and red tipped
Are you listening my little mouse
Each sense ripped from its bodice
Each gland primed to its overflow
Do you hear me my little mouse man
Do you hear me little cock

Student
Semen

Teacher
Are you listening
My little tumescence smear

Student
Ligeia
I stand on the edge and am drawn to it
Guilt
I am shadow