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 theatre marionette as a hopeful jackdaw, as a 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 the nonsense murmurs domed house of moan in a ramshackle park the infamous orchard of final requests the 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