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