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 yielding jewels
If this bereavement raises all the thoughts it's seeded
Then I surely won't be needed in the morning
And try I may but I won't 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