We're indecipherable and compatible
Justy our fuel's recognition
Ignite at all costs considers; it's expensive
To say that you will meet your maker is a vehement omen

I will protect your interests
I am looking after your interests
But you must adhere to my bruised position
Prone to obsessive imagery, you succeed

Take a close look into my stare
Step by step, you race for colours
Unheard of, misunderstood, thought-provoking
Like shadows fading, eyes wander about

Raw grace, soundly sleeping in red
Darkness is what lies ahead
Fucking all up with protrusions
From blistering heatwaves of colours