Pelt And Chime The Beauty Of Synchronicity.

Stand Still For Not A Single Second.

Shimmer And Wave, Destroy Your Home.

Stand Still For Not A Single Second.

In Beauty Lies Compensation,

Sharpening His Bundle Of Sticks Into Arrows Laced With Impulse.

A Skim Over Cupid's Diary Sickened By Each Entry.

Ink To Blood, Paper To Flesh And I Am Suspended In Mid-air, Frozen By Intuition.

Pelt And Chime.

Well Rehearsed Chaos Gives Me Something To Hum To.