[Zombie]

Never going to dance again, stay tuned to the oddities’ dissonance
These feet aren’t guilty until solemnly proven innocent
It’s obviously you. The instrument.
Etch graffiti on my vertebrae. Sketching a sketch while it randomly percolates
Drawing burgundy blood on my canvass, paint blushes the murder rate
So disgustingly shy, it shutters the sky red
Underlined by the blood-shot amplification of the iris
The eye cannot vividly see, what isn’t visibly shown.
Visions syncope closed. And the sights the imagery’s black sea.
Imagine swimming in aquatic ink, waves of metallic jet gray
Emphatic. Your head dazed. Underlay a set haze.
Cause in sky, I can see rips. If you pry, where it seasons
Through Your Highness, it’s weakness.
Just please, try and defy what this beast spits, David, visit’s Goliath at his funeral
Truly, cause’ beauty is in the eyes of behemoths. They’re up high, the scenery’s beautiful.
A musical, without actors. Horizontal teleprompter, the crowd squawks encore
Just a light show of shadows where fall leaves rumble a rustling ensemble
feeling obscene chemical blast grids. Interweave a cut-scene of technical synapses.
Cause this naked eyes, shy. Fuck, it’s covering up it’s privacy parts
Blinking is only half the battle, cause opening up’s hard.
The spoon in silver lining in my mouth is dying to talk