SOMETHING WILD IS LOOSE (c1974?) Karl Rigelhof

Deep purple sunlight, phosphorescent rain
Lying on a white slab in a scorching desert
Something slippery tickling my the edges of my brain
A terrible pull bending and breaking me
Ripping bones apart
Hood figures pointing, laughing, laughing, laughing, ha ha ha...

SPOKEN:
1st Alien - Look at how he screams out in agony but no ears will hear his cries
2nd Alien - What's wrong human, does the frailty of your mortal existence frighten you?

Porcupine quills sprouting inside my flesh
Poking through every pore as they force their way (in/at an/their) upward (pace/race)
My skin is melting and my legs are becoming less
A thin scarlet hand hovering/s in front of my face
Withered fingers scratching, scratching, scratching...

Points of fire burning in my soul
The pain I wish it would stop
My blood is running thick and sluggish among the quills
As still the jagged glass stabs

Scared to death, I struggle to sit up
Leaving pieces of quivering flesh
Stuck to the slab
I wake up trembling, screaming, screaming...