Picture Box

[Intro]
(Yeah, yeah, that's the one)
Plastic city
(Picture box, silver screens, static)
One, two
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Conspiring in secrecy
My ghouls drag chains and exchange theories on other spooks and black books
Sad souls known to grab noose and hang loose
Lay hypnotized by the tube, horrific daily news
Ears ringing from eerie noises, empty vessels make the loudest
TV hosts invading living-rooms like haunted houses
Spewing words without content, spoken out of context
I breathe deep, inhale the sweet perfume of the dead
The ghosts that haunt my spirit hide in mists and early showers
To purify the self, I throw my fears in burning fires
Desperate times call desperate measures, when situation's dire
Tower over furnaces unburnt and demons cower
But the world spins, or it seems to
Watch the heavens wonder if the gods and us can be equals
Stars circle the planet, like followers to the Kaaba
Universal inbreath directs the flow of prana
Unfolding cosmic sagas in the gallows
Where my shadow reigns supreme
Diana with the bow, the protectress of all thieves
Steal beating hearts from chests and leave static on the screen
I live in frequencies where strange schools of sorcery meet

[Chorus]
Turn it on, turn it off, turn it on, turn it off
Let the rhythm bring peace to your bubbling heart
Find the inner space ignite the most cosmic of sparks
The firefly that shines like the sun and lights up the dark
Turn it on, turn it off, turn it on, turn it off
May the rhythm bring peace to your bubbling heart
Find the inner space ignite the most cosmic of sparks
The firefly that shines like the sun and lights up the dark

[Verse 2]
Hark! The herald angel sings melodies on harp strings
Rather stay blind to mass-appeal than kill the art for it
So, rhyme-books, they poison with the arsenic
Scribble lines with plots and twists confounding neurologists
Deepen my delirium, I write breathing little puns
Hissing sounds as they release, purged out from brittle lungs
Smoking guns, my lyrics are—dense
The jargon tends to give the same sensation that sinking does
Gills artificial, navigating watery worlds
Clouds of emotional words hang over my head like a curse
I dig through sentiment like rubble
They say, "Woman is a fish that shows herself most when the waters are troubled"
In this no-man's-land, called Johazardous
Protect neck and self with magic amulets
Silent ancestors holding heavy hearts like Anubis
Consumed by anger, self-confusing who the actor is
Only one stage down in the gallows
Where my shadow reigns supreme
Beautifully hideous, I’m a savage and a beast
Of the stormiest of temperaments with waves of manic screams
Blakrok like the cornerstone in the east

[Chorus]
Let the rhythm bring peace to your bubbling heart
Find the inner space, ignite the most cosmic of sparks
The firefly that shines like the sun and lights up the dark
Turn it on, turn it off, turn it on, turn it off
May the rhythm bring peace to your bubbling heart
Find the inner space, ignite the most cosmic of sparks
The firefly that shines like the sun and lights up the dark

[Outro]