Rigid Pulse Turmoil

DARK PI-ANO KEYS RE-VERB-ING THROUGH THE STREET,

J'A-NA-LYSE LE CHA-OS, MARCH-ING TO THE BEAT.

GRIT-TY PO-E-TRY WITH A LIM-OI-LOU SWING,

MY VOICES SAY LOTS OF THINGS THAT MAKE THE HOOD-IES RING!

Meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw

meaw meaws IN the LIGHT,

There’s MILLE murmur DANS la NUIT in the NIGHT!

QUE-BE-COIS ME-TA-DA-TA SHIFT-ING THROUGH THE PANE,

HEAV-Y EIGHT-O-EIGHTS FLUSH-ING OUT THE STAIN.

Amara vara Mara vara IN the CODE,

SKECH-ers step-ping dark-ly down this cy-ber-por-ous ROAD.

MUL-TI-SYL-LAB-IC AND GLOSS-O-LA-LI-A GLOW,

5-2-8 HERTZ IN THE UN-DER-GROUND FLOW!

VIS-CER-AL AN-THEMS BLEED-ING IT OUT,

EX-TINCT-ING THE PAN-IC AND SANC-TION-ING DOUBT!

BAL-ANC-ING

THE FRE-QUEN-CY, PRO-FESS-ION-AL GRACE,

RES-IL-IENT 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.