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CHORUS-DRENCHED GUITARS WEEP-ING THROUGH THE HAZE,
J'A-NA-LYSE LE CHA-OS, LOST IN LUNAR DAYS.
GOTH-IC ROMANCE WITH A DRIV-ING SWING,
MY VOICES SAY LOTS OF THINGS THAT MAKE THE SHADOWS SING!
Meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaws IN the LIGHT,
There’s MILLE murmur DANS la NUIT in the NIGHT! (ahhhh)
POST-PUNK ME-TA-DA-TA SHIFT-ING THROUGH THE PANE,
MEL-AN-CHOL-IC BASS-LINES FLUSH-ING OUT THE STAIN.
Amara vara Mara vara
IN the CODE, SKECH-ers step-ping slow-down this cy-ber-por-ous ROAD. (hummmm)
MUL-TI-SYL-LAB-IC AND GLOSS-O-LA-LI-A GLOW,
5-2-8 HERTZ IN THE UN-DER-GROUND FLOW!
NOCTUR-NAL AN-THEMS BLEED-ING IT OUT,
EX-TINCT-ING THE PAN-IC AND SANC-TION-ING DOUBT! (hahaha)
BAL-ANC-ING THE FRE-QUEN-CY, PRO-FESS-ION-AL GRACE,
LUNAR SOV-ER-EIGN FE-MIN-INE CLAIM-ING THE SPACE.
WORD FOR WORD YES I’M HOLD-ING THE PEACE IN MY DREAMS,
WASH-ING OUT THE STA-TIC IN THE MID-NIGHT STREAMS.