Righteous Gloves

Glaswen fire on celebration reveals
Process of medication supposes to chill
You out of this world
With running daily sleep
Through corridors and mold
Of queerness that you feel...

The period of fiction or crumbling triumph
Cold mirrors watched your diction in dateless childhood
You're placed in master's patience
By movies understood
The limits of agression
Did tried their best for mood...

  ...And you're good
  As birthday pie
  Then you're tastless or just look like
  Like somdoby's
  Faceless doll
  You're never wrong unless you fall
  And if the truth - your might
  Don't wear those righteous gloves to fight
  'Cause you dont need
  To be special
  To make golden leaves roll behind...

...In a plastic boat he's sailing on a wallpaper map
And the iceberg drowns in Sceptic Question Sea, waves gap
Anyway, he is the thriller
You'd better not to blab
Dream of his gloomy figure
By those talent strings wrapped...

...And you can see those windows are eyes to his soul
His hurricane is waiting to blow down the storm
He's defeated by the victories
And raised up by the faults
Dancing with those symbols
'Bout cats talk in codes...

...Never washed out of math, never wanted to be there
Brains made of brass of those who did not care
He was born here with a taste
That he's worthy to dare
While he's walking in haze
You may think it's unfair...

  ...'Cause you're good
  As birthday pie
  Then you're tasteless or just look like
  Like somebody's
  Faceless doll
  You're never wrong unless you fall
  And if your truth - your might
  Don't wear those righteous gloves to fight
  'Cause you don't need
  To be special
  To make golden leaves roll...

                                ...Behind...

                ...You have the way to believe me
                Or leave me
                You've not seen my start
                You'd better decide to well treat me
                And greet me
                Before my time is up...

                ...You have the way to believe me
                Or kill me
                You'll know who I am
                You'd better decide to well treat me
                Or bleed me
                'Till Six Fifty PM...

               ...You have the way to believe me
                Or leave me
                You've not seen my start
                You'd better decide to well treat me
                And greet me
                Before my time is up...

                ...You have the way to believe me
                Or kill me
                You'll know who I am
                You'd better decide to well treat me
                Or bleed me
                'Till Six Fifty PM...

                ...You have the way to believe me
                Or leave me
                You've not seen my start
                You'd better decide to well treat me
                And greet me
                Before my time is up...

                ...You have the way to believe me
                Or kill me
                You'll know who I am
                You'd better decide to well treat me
                Or bleed me
                'Till Six Fifty PM...

                ...You have the way to believe me
                Or leave me
                You've not seen my start
                You'd better decide to well treat me
                And greet me
                Before my time is up...

                ...You have the way to believe me
                Or kill me
                You'll know who I am
                You'd better decide to well treat me
                Or bleed me
                'Till Six Fifty PM...