They Dance In Circles - Infernal Poetry

Floating thoughts all around

Awful noises with no sound

A while ago they seemed to work

But now they start to walk!

They opened eyes

I asked «Why?»

They said «It's OK»

Hey freaks don’t lie!

7 8 9 don’t touch what’s mine!

Don’t speak

Don’t call

Don’t rock

Don’t roll

I don’t feel fine if you grab what’s mine!

They dance in circle tonight!

They match my name with strange rimes

They dance in circle tonight!

They sing a song with strange rimes!

Lurking smiles everywhere

Maybe here

Maybe there

A while ago they had no mouth

But now they start to laugh!

They break my ears

I asked «why?»

They said «It's OK»

Hey freaks don’t lie!

7 8 9 don’t touch what’s mine!

Don’t speak

Don’t call

Don’t rock

Don’t roll

I don’t feel fine if you grab what’s mine!

They dance in circle tonight!

They match my name with strange rimes

They dance in circle tonight!

They sing a song with strange rimes!

Oh my god there’s something wrong?

Maybe yes or maybe not

What’s the meaning of this absurd song?

Maybe nothing maybe the whole

Thoughts are mine

Weren’t they born to serve?

Just until they don’t walk with verve!

What’s the meaning of this absurd song?

Maybe nothing maybe the whole