Текст песни kyle - во снах

he found his muse in my dreams
he wrote his prose poems
All of those worlds
all those places
where doubt - sin
where all the excess dust

he burned his thoughts in the stake
it is measured in amperes willpower
he sported in Boots
He tamed the wild fear
all unnecessary - on the block
all insincere - on dick

Sunset back to the body
defending himself border lines outlined with chalk
He fingered the wall
like a black demon in a white gown, like the moon at night

He fucked his muse in my dreams
he defiled his church in prayer
he was lost in words
doubting fathers
reading his almanac
where all prose poems

he found his grief at the stake
ammeter showed zero on the clock
zero on the scale
zero on the pockets
July stoked all treacherous
in crimson waves of bathrooms

rolled out of the back of the body
going beyond the boundary lines outlined with chalk
He fingered the wall
like a black demon in a black robe as a child shower