Eddies of dreams, a wild Griffin
Caged in my ribs... like pieces of cribs...
I've lost the key
Now nightmares breed
A purple creed
Mobbed eyelids, open and plead
To empty days
Now conscience fly
To a place awry
Skinning strangers n fading to pink, no less...
Hello stranger, will you speak to me
Hello mother, will you pamper me
Hello leader, will you deceive me...
Hello stranger, should you still speak to me
Hello mother, should you still pamper me
Hello leader, should you still deceive me...
So I, and all that jazz
Never question anything
Just melt and flow in this Towering Razzmatazz
There is a throne
So high and alone
Over the clouds, which rain hungry crowd
Like Confetti
The throne lashes wild
And ravens a child...
Who brushed the rainbow
To paint his dreams...
A Graffiti
Hello dead child, will you paint for me
Hello father, will you tamper me
Hello leader, will you deceive me...
Hello dead child, should you still paint for me
Hello father, should you still tamper me
Hello leader, should you still deceive me...
So I, and all that jazz
Never question anything
Just melt and flow in this Towering Razzmatazz
