Doors weighed down by seas
Open beneath me
They leave out air
Forcing you to care
Whores live in their castles
Fermenting hassles
They do not work
Pushing paper jerks
Crumbs divide on plates
None for them that arrive late
Courses are given
For the forgiven
Midnight blue
Through logical glasses
Keep them down to size
Remake baby's eyes
They do not know
So you have to tell them so
Corpse rots in your buildings
Decayed and riddling
You can't say what you mean
It keeps your nice lawns green
Midnight blue
Through logical glasses