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
Continues after the ad
A costly sight of doomed collision
One sad decision of yielding jewels
If this bereavement raises all the thoughts its 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