Alien Rooms
Hunting for my head within these alien rooms
With zombie painted faces so austere
Crept behind by walls on which the faithful shadows loom
In rooms where deadened daises bloom
Under canopies of coiling hair
Hunting for my head within these alien rooms
In rooms with wasted treasures giant clocks consume
Where dreams are trapped inside ceramic ware
Crept behind by walls on which the faithful shadows loom
In rooms where understatements plume
With pleasing ashes glowing in the air
Hunting for my head within these alien rooms
In rooms with magic marionettes and mushrooms
Watching threadbare strings that hoist them in midair
Crept behind by walls on which the faithful shadows loom
In rooms with spinning parasol harpoons
With idols scheming nightmares
Hunting for my head within these alien rooms
Crept behind by walls on which the faithful shadows loom
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