Poison to the Artists

And Claudius refuses to sit with the rest of us
At the head of the evil empire
His fettered tongue wandering dire

His mother takes down the powers about her
And wretched monster am I
For turning the other eye

And so there you sit
As you bit your lip
And my life falls all around me
Poison to the artists!
Poison to the poets!
As my life goes tumbling, tumbling

And so there you sit
As you bit your lip
And my life falls all around me
Poison to the artists!
Poison to the poets!
Can't you see, that I'm falling

My mother is a serial killer
But no one listens to me
'Cause I'm just the wandering stutterer
Do you think me to be insane
'Cause everybody believes in me but you
And the bardic poet who lives in the outskirts
I'm gonna poison him, too

And so there you sit
As you bit your lip
And my life falls all around me
Poison to the artists!
Poison to the poets!
Can't you see love, I'm falling

And you bit your lip
Can't you see now, I'm falling
Poison to the artists!
Poison to the poets!
Can't you see that I am falling

A Dionysian dances, through grids in his mind
Create new shapes, order and break
Da Vinci's pain

And as he sits back, and stares out at the trees
Binds time, passes clouds, drift along the trees
Feet skid, dead end, kinetic power
It's lighting, it's storming
Well it's yellow and it's arc and it's dark
And it's purple and it's rippling
To the people who fear it

Poison to the artists!
P-poison to the poets!
Can't you see now, I'm falling

And so there you sit
Can't you see now, I'm falling
Poison to the artists!
Poison to the poets!
Can't you see love, I'm falling

And so there you sit
Can't you see love, I'm falling
Poison to the artists!
Poison to the poets!
Can't you see, I'm falling