Blue waves through
Even sorrow
Starts out new
Starts tomorrow
Red is mine
Evil doers
Sneek through pine
Meth brewers
A yellow folder
Holds a question
I can not tell her
Dont draw attention
Purple mushrooms
Draw them closer
They play till noon
You pay a quarter
Listen to them
Hum a soft tune
Blood will glisten
Sums up solitude
The day is over
Back to the spire
Im satans lover
I quench his desire

any critics?
Yea that's right, I want something to explode

I've been deaf, now I want noise