if i saw it in the masochistic chromes
and the eyes were all a flash in red
then you'd have to take away their homes
forgiving whatever the devils wife said
popularity from within the scales
defying time and mind in short bursts
carried on the shoulders of great water pales
the lightning was dreaded onto the curse
but sawn through leg and tree stump
bitten by a mouth-less hurtful scream
the battle of another beasts drums
lay awake through nightmare seams
i can hear what the piano crooned
as it lay in wait of happiness
and the shout of the sky collapsing soon
is what the pressure is to suppress
