Stripper

There’s been an enormous shift in crustaceous earth.

There’s been a radial procurement in alien craft discovery.

There’s been found to be, clandestine operations using radioactive ants, enlarged to the size of bison, which will attack upon command.

Strip away; strip away

The fraudulent,

Strip away; strip away

There’s a vacancy in covenant

Between man and his fellow man

And so the sparks fly

And a song has the melody, even the tonal qualities reminiscent of the beautiful ballads used as backdrop soundtracks to the most tender of the famous Hollywood kisses ever seen.

But the song, we soon find out, is for the lack of heart.

And the words, when listened closely, can be understood, to not symphonize love, but instead, to ode the darkest side of humanity, our hatred and our blight.

Between the lies and hate, somewhere in between, I still have faith in love and fate.  Deep inside, I still believe in the eternal dream.  I must, for if I should stop, then tell me, “What purpose is left to be?”