De-rail the counselors of their self-pleasure
to a bleak hot end.
Hear screams of joy from the upward skies.
Listen for clocks ticking lettered scales,
Wait for the scream of impudence.
Take me away.
Tell that to the one that you hold dear.
Take me away
from this house of colored personalities.
Watch bodies freeze into a place that shows them
for their true personality's color,
and blink when life flashes before your eyes.
And hear as they call your name from the skies
to say
Take me away.
Tell that to the one that you hold dear.
Take us away
from this house of colored personalities.
