A Patch of Fog in Purgatory Songtext
von David E. Williams

It′s a patch of fog in purgatory.
It's the tired epilogue of a tragic story.
It′s the afterward and the denoument.
It's the index and the codex and the coup de grace.


I was fenestrated
that's right, thrown into a window
up from the street
and into a mouth
with someone else′s teeth.

It′s the Sandy Claws of the Easter Fairy.
It's an ice cream cone that falls in a cemetery.
It′s c'est La Vie and c′est La Guerre.
Es lebe Deutschland and God bless Amer.

They devoured him like food
inside of a toy.
Spirits atrophy
for the daddy of this house
who's mother of his own catastrophe