Without A Cure

Cruel ritual tempting fate
Rain pours from the sky
Gypsy wind will agitate
My witness don’t identify
Crazy thoughts are within
Absent of any real identity
Hiding beneath the skin
Revealing pain times infinity

I have the forgotten answers
To the questions never asked
Abstract music naked dancers
Carnal desire is unmasked
Rooms shelter sad confusion
Mourners wither inside walls
Pardon this jaded intrusion
Some random stranger calls

Nothing makes any sense
I sleep but am never rested
Media whores lack defense
Pimping lies for the invested
Circles will repeat forever
Humans are repetitious sure
Waiting around for never
I’m a disease without a cure