Lirama

There never was a night like this
How could there ever be?
Through sweat and velvet misery
The fever-race in me

refrain:
Cornered in symmetrical design
Spherelike chrome on a sea enraged
Hatred

What the mirror sees
Is the clutching at straws
Taking us under
The storm of the ocean
This velvety crush
Ringcorners, firm in the outrage
Synoptic patterns
Waves contort
Break into these cellular walls

Globes of disease
Infest my dreams
Burning the ends of my veins

Pattern and form
The squares cling fast
Dance the tide now

Could never bear another night
Although I know it will come
The freezing ends of what is me
The icing rages free

refrain

Take hold of the boundaries
On this perimeter sea
Burn, enflame the oppressor
And if four was one
In a corner alone
Recovering, licking the wounds
Delirium coming
The weakness kicks in
Reforming, cornered within