A lullaby of criminal authority hidden in ripples...
so fierce, protective, and waning by the light of...

Bubbles break on dancing skin,
promised kisses and innocent sins...

I am the Woolie Panini, freshly pressed but now...
I ask, "where have all my dressings...

Seeds dive deep in sun-dried daydreams,
wizened, dried and decried, so it seems...

Prince anathema tries to forget
he's not alone when he's with me...

Can't solve the glue,
perhaps the pieces...

Memory is perdition
to the sacrosanct magician...

Polished chains, dawn-breaking and faith forsaking
Sentiment pales to diversity and balance flees us...

Silent bones whisper nameless thoughts,
their solidarity inviting to nervous lucidity...

Tragic is the loner preyed upon by faithless...
you're not lost, i promise, and im sorry i want...

Lights are smoking, drag me through the woods
splinters in my soul, lay your eyes to rest...

I don't believe in whispers, space or time
life is a lie but it's euporic and deep...