Parade

Energy in my chest, bubbles of chemistry
Higher and spring, rolling through streets of tires, blood, and flesh
That’s a parody of Liberty Utopia
The dazzling avenue of buyers and mega-movies is clear

Minor beats are nonsense, rosy is love’s bloom
They say happiness is known, but it can tear you apart

Parts of speech literacy, killing mechanically
Zombies and fishing, streets of wire and formaldehyde
Drying synergy synthesis, sweetly displayed
In the chaotic mega-temple, a rain of frenzied funds

Words on the retina can’t write, the future is love’s bloom
Once laughed with masters, a story of cause and effect

Now release your obsession, devour the shadow of you coming
The parade of hunger is coming, in your name

Noise MC, civilians have knowledge to spare
Zombies and selling, streets stained with diamonds and blood
That’s a parody of Liberty Utopia
Relying on S.S.R.I., now on the trendy terrace, high

Minor tunes are nonsense, madness is love’s bloom
Don’t dream of changing, it’s too late

Now release your obsession, devour the shadow of you coming
The parade of hunger is coming, in your name
Now to the point of overflowing, your shadow creates
The parade of madness is coming, in your name.