Dead Space
There's a man with a mask dancing on the wall
Chased by man of faith performing rituals
Parallel there’s a woman with plump purple lips
and a flower for a nose
She's a wide-eyed child with notes spilling from her hair ties
A scientist's disembodied heads lay on the table
Under an assortment of 49 contrasting colored keys
There's a castle up above
On the skyline of both day and night
Greeted by an outstretched hand holding a pyramid
refracting seven different colors from white light
white light
white light
white light
There's a bowl of lava in the corner
Lit to forever be aflame
There's a bed of flowers on the wooden floor
which is now a home to the school of dolphins
There's dead space in the living room
There's dead space and that won't change
No that won’t change
No that won’t change
No that won’t change
Won’t change
Won’t change
Won’t change
Autor(es): Drew Giordano, Jasmine Larson
