The Pylon

On several occasions the pylon proved its power There ain't no limitations the pleasures of the flesh It's two a.m. the door was locked. a call a friend was terrified They slashed him down and stole his crown no one of them was classified In fact the white coats served his will and gave the pill called suicide The ambience was grey and cold, his braincells old, he's humanized Four extra lies and lethal waves red coloured skies no pain ahead They tried his son, exploding gun and found the dogs of war instead You better strike me down You better take my crown You better burn my town I'm not insane I feel the pain it seems the same I'm all alone, it feels so cold I missed my aim They cannot see, don't understand the real me I'm not insane, I'm not insane, I'm not insane The dark man waits he shuts the gates, the needle sharps The precious cure, his life gets carved the surgeon's will There ain't no jury here till now You better strike me down You better take my crown You better burn my town I'm not insane I feel the pain it seems the same I'm all alone, it feels so cold I missed my aim They cannot see, don't understand the real me I'm not insane, I'm not insane, I'm not insane