the tea party
alarum
I took a slide, slipping down a staircase A piranesian dream My senses reeled, distorted by the darkness I lit my way with a scream And in the rave an alarum caused a  Cracked mirror I got confused by the sound I turned around and touched it from a distance And then it fell to the ground  Loud cry from the shallows  Lust feeds on the fear Walls crack under pressure I think the end is getting near  And in my mind was the fury of a madness That consecrated the dirt I stumbled through the enigma of the reason And celebrated the hurt And then I found through an act of desperation A subtle rip in the heart I was seduced by the fear of devastation And then it tore me apart  Oh no, nothing matters When it takes me When it rapes me, breaks me Shakes me down  A quick escape from the edge of commination I slept the night with my spleen A vain excuse, I was searching for some answers I broke away from the scene Because after all animality's an instinct And it's luxuria's slave To taste the truth, it's a seizure of the senses And it's a foot in the grave