The stars above the playground shined
The swings swung on their own
We sat on the slide
and slid into oblivion
The music tranquilized our
vicious, distorted hearts
We hopped along to
a titanic transformation
The awning of the desert
rocked the boats in the sea
In the jungle was where we feasted
upon a dagger to our souls
We rocked the boats
of a meaningless life
Sanctuaries of disastrous commerce
sailed past us on furious wakes
We hopped along to
the sound of our boots as they
kicked voids in the walls
stomped craters in the ground
The sound of swords clashing
with damaged splashes of lightning
The vicious bite of the cold night air
We sat on the slide and sailed
through devious centers of bliss
The canisters of color shot confetti
that gave feelings to the greyness
We hopped as
barriers between right & wrong
dug up the cement with flaming shovels
of demented self-righteousness
We shot down the world as the world
shot up city blocks and shopping centers
We hopped to the rhythms of
gunfire and crackling dynamite
as it gave us tribute to our independence
We celebrated the downfall of
furious deformities
Climbing out of the mouth of hell
we sang our destructive fury
The cops rushed in to
our playground we were only playing
much too loud we didn’t
put up a fight we scattered
like a rambling rose
Gatling guns blew holes in the sun
The night was young we were so young
We hopped along to our mutilated fun
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