Dearest midnight moon
The darkness will be coming soon
Are you the deer or the headlight?
You or the red light
What’s really in control?
If the price reads free
That cost is probably your soul
Assuming you’ve still got it
Aloysius lost his years ago...
Digital wasteland
A virtual quicksand
Forever pulling deeper
Down into the rabbit hole
The price is probably your soul
Assuming you’ve still got it
Aloysius lost his years ago...
Android roosters
Crow at midnight
Pink neon light
Simulated delight
The price is probably your soul
Assuming you’ve still got it
Aloysius lost his years ago...