I fire myself

I fire myself ten times a day
I throw myself in a watery grave
With fourteen horses on top of my head
I hear the voice again and again

I walk through the everlasting pit
By the mountain of fire and the fountain of spit
The pilgrims beside me just talk talk talk
I am the goblin and the mangled hawk

A demon lured me to his bed
Where I fell into a poison sleep
I dreamed of a river of ants inside me
And they were sad and started to bleed

In the dawn the demon spoke
In the saddest voice, in the saddest voice
He said: "Can you see love through a telescope?"
The end of fear and the beginning of hope