Ramshackle Park

Maestro! I lost all the keys, all the lost keys

but I'm just a smudgy decoy, right?

awoken after the rising superstition

awoken after the old wheelchair genocide

I was bored in this theater marionette

as a hopeful jackdaw, as monstrous cyanide

disembodied voices took my luminous ladders

to the nocturnal visitor, his oncoming oversight

strange Faun's path brought me to the ravenous pit

but I am unafraid, back seat dead passenger

with translucent crowd and lavender sheep

my fragile sanity is the last one to inherit

monument made of dust and black bones

crestfallen crescendo of weird silent matinée

lunar throne made of my shallow backbone

bittersweet games for days and bloody soirée

I'm just a captive child of nonsense murmurs

domed house of moan in a ramshackle park

the infamous orchard of final requests

prince of wild northern winds incoming from afar

but you're oblivious like wartime waltz

like a mahogany gorge within medical prophecy

devastating reconstruction of forty fractures

fatally bizarre like Machine, the almighty

do you see? the ludicrous stallions on the storm

nuclear wreckage of bullet brainwashing

shiny leather coat at the weird urn exhibition

we're the ivory chessmen in a paranoid town

and I'm your grotesque piper

with well-known manic grin