Last night I dreamed of dodecahedrons My eyes were bleeding with crimson sight I tried with all my might to release them These golden demons may they take flight
These feet repeat and bloom in season Dancing for reason of pageant fools A costly sight of doomed collision One sad decision of yeilding jewels
If this berievement raises all the thoughts it's seeded Then I surely won't be needed in the morning And try I may but I wont ride this river That runs by your side For I'm aware that you'll provide no warning
We rode on a real wild accusation A sick inflation above your brow We'll push and pull apart this nation For the salvation to which we bow