Polychromatic Torment
Somewhere out there
In the violent hues of acid red
Time and time again
You’ll rip me to hell and back
In search of that frantic skeleton key
Your desperate regimen

A sharp vindication
Answered by your own torture
Polychromatic torment
Your quiet is violent

Ultraviolet crawls through every opening
Obsess over the red heat
Find this and spin with me

Bloom in the gloom
Wait in the tomb
Because we’re not so perfect
You and I
You’re a deadweight, miserable substrate
Suffocate under the beauty
It’s the rhythm of your own guise