when i go to a nightclub, i know that i might rub
a couple people the wrong way with my white gloves
but under a blacklight, they begin to glow
i seek to re-kindle flames insides those that are out there
making the scene, makin' it seem like
fake reality is the same as living your dreams
when i preen myself and put an outfit together
i consider mean-spirited vendetta's to unleash at social events
the forsake, free cake, for pretense
eon jamboree's beyond pleasantries
that's what i seek, that's what i rarely see
stare at me and get your eyelashes
blasted off by phosphorous flashes
from my magic kit, now imagine it
to be less passive, more passionately active
spectacular adaptive talents put to use
prevent collapses
they hope we think we count on them to think what's best for us
they count on hope, we count on what we know
and that is all we trust
heretics once put to death for being right
possess our flesh tonight
we rise beyond belief in simple faith in sorcery
the source of heat that fuels our motion
burning brighter as we go
with every sense alive, we shall not sleep 'til we arrive
we seek to know [x4]