As stardust fell on a generation of young glassy and unredeemed. I
exercised my reign over them, with my cutting Spiders from Mars that I
devoured in public sacrifice, to the deluded, the sleepy eyes of my
headbangers offered my flesh and my blood as heroic genius dragged me
far from them and me, into the terrifying depths of lifeless space. There I was, stardust, moving up and down, jumping, screaming, falling and getting up again. Sometimes I got up.The
music floated around me, caressing me, I plunged into chaotic seas of
light and evil, and as chaotic and evil angel waving my red hair in a
whirlwind of symphonies spheres did not know if he came to me and rose
from the bottom my unconsciousness. Lady
stardust sang his song of darkness and disgrace while young people in
blue jeans jumping wildly in front of her, in front of me because I was
too.I
too was young and made mistakes, but the failures of genius, by strange
alchemy of the cosmos, of being and becoming, is transmuted into feats
that transcend the successes of individuals. My failures were further falls in Rome, grandiose in their misery. I
found lying in the streets and gathered me broken and hopeless to lift
me over the mountains, although just out to prove that we can be heroes,
just one day.Appeared
and disappeared one day was lost astronaut on a space odyssey, another
day was gravedigger who threw ashes to ashes and astronaut accused him
of being a junkie. A
hairy young are starting to lose your hair, some died, others simply
disappeared, but all were always adding new generations a strange cult
while still playing the harmony of the spheres. And
I continued in the wake of years of the new worlds of ideas and
fashions that allowed me to survive in the land of mortal men, I,
Vampire, chameleon, Babylonian winged dog who taught them to move in the
strange dance of the stars.Today, I have already ... and so many years, so many years! and possess the key to the spirit, for to steal got into hell. There are still those who have not forgotten me, actually now going to sound one of my songs on the radio. Silence! DJ Speaks:- Now, for all of you playing on the night King of Mars, the Star of the seventies: David Bowie
