Picture Box

Yeah, yeah, that's the one Plastic city Picture box, service screens, static One, two Yeah Conspiring in secrecy, my ghouls drag chains And exchange theories on other spooks and black books Sad souls known to grab noose and hang loose Lay hypnotized by the tube, horrific daily news Ears ringing from eerie noises, empty vessels make the loudest TV hosts invading living-rooms like haunted houses Spewing words without content, spoken out of context I breathe deep, inhale the sweet perfume of the dead The ghosts that haunt my spirit hide in mists and early showers To purify the self, I throw my fears in burning fires Desperate times call drastic measures, when situation's dire Tower over furnaces, unburnt and demons cower But the world spins or it seems to Watch the heavens wonder if the gods and us could be equals Stars circle the planet like followers to the Kaaba Universal inbreath directs the flow of prana Unfolding cosmic sagas in the gallows, Where my shadow reigns supreme Diana with a bow, the protectress of all thieves Steal beating hearts from chests, leave static on the screen I live in frequencies where strange schools of sorcery meet Turn it on, turn it off Let the rhythm bring peace to your bubbling heart Find that innerspace ignite the mist cosmic of sparks A firefly that shines like the sun and lights up the dark Turn it on, turn it off Let the rhythm bring peace to your bubbling heart Find that innerspace ignite the mist cosmic of sparks A firefly that shines like the sun and lights up the dark Hark! The herald angel sings melodies on harp-strings Rather stay blind to mass appeal, don't kill the art for it So rhyme books stay poisoned with the arsenic Scribble lines with plots and twists, confounding neurologists Deep in my delirium, I write breathing little puns Hissing sounds when they're released, Purged out from brittle lungs Smoking guns, my lyrics are (dense) The jargon tends to give the same sensation that sinking does Gills artificial, Navigating watery worlds Clouds of emotional words hang over my head like a curse I dig through sentiment like rubble They say woman is a fish that shows herself Most when the waters are troubled In this no man's land called Johazardous Protect neck and self with magic amulets Silent ancestor holding heavy hearts like Anubis Consumed by anger, self confusing who the actor is There's only one stage down in the gallows... Where my shadow reigns supreme Beautifully hideous, I'm a savage and a beast Of the stormiest of temperaments and waves of manic screams Blakrok like the cornerstone in the east Turn it on, turn it off Let the rhythm bring peace to your bubbling heart Find that innerspace ignite the mist cosmic of sparks A firefly that shines like the sun and lights up the dark Turn it on, turn it off Let the rhythm bring peace to your bubbling heart Find that innerspace ignite the mist cosmic of sparks A firefly that shines like the sun and lights up the dark