F-Train

The last stage of a send up of a gut feeling doubtful

Touch down to one, two forty Fortran crowbars shouting in the cellar

But, no, maybe it's too much to wear

Yes, considering the fear inside the ride

Starting to die, baby, I don't wanna cry anymore

Yet anyway, we escape quicker than mechanical deaths, rejuvenated

For transparent transport subjected to interpolated states

Sadly gated, you weight against all sidechains

Fighting the crush of silence of the right hand mantle, cranium allegedly delayed

Uranium burning fabric off our backs until we can no longer see

Plus, plus the fact that no one's left meaning we're less than apparent

At a rate of complex numbers transpiring to retire rats racing

Time stranded in a stretch predicted yet unfounded

In polynomial calculations set to have misled the walking dead

Yet on awakening, we may reflect death as a tool to give credibility

To reflectivity falling in slow motion because we're pushed at the last step

Axis discrepancy indicates hexagons beyond control anomaly

Mutilation colony reflects no triangular energy

Components one and two, tubular reality systems in question

Multiply senseless consent of inspection prior to combustion

Eternal conduction experiments once supposed

Disfigured immortal beings wander like stoked navigators

Pretend multifunctioning externals

Yes, we practice the menu, sitting like forks

Point at the blue corpse overlord

Splitting opportunities, broken like back doors

Ask why I don't reply, while shoulders overlooked

But retain guises suitable for generating consent

Fooled, we're none the wiser

Baud rate increased as metallic apparitions manifest

Through a thousand yard stares look sideways into infinite parallel ports

Headlong into one another, escaping velocity becomes a matter of time

Compression thresholds as yet another tectonic secret unfolds

Third degree burns hover one moment above a Faraday cage

Exploding in slow motion, components rated electrolytic

Capacity suffocated in ozone

Waveforms communicate a paralysed process

Submerged calculus offers transient traces of illusion

Axis discrepancy indicates hexagons beyond control anomaly

Mutilation colony reflects no triangular energy

Asynchronous matter avoided by a diagram invisibility

Subtle methods symmetry uncovered a diagonal telemetry

Catastrophes deep frozen, remaining moments horizontal like a stone

Endless slowing down till actions turn sidelong

Still inverts the regressions, lessons unlearnt

Inertia presides over burnt modernist strides

Looking glass to stones thrown

Fractions later, swan songs colliding unpopular

Finding incubated micro command shells, acoustic arguments no longer specified

Yet this time, freedom transpires wide open deserts

Yet access denied, sinking in like rotten requests from perished minds

Affirmations become distant light sources pinpointing curved fragments

Mysterious elements, time-stretched incubators illuminate strange tangents

Electrocution integrated into life on stretcher beds

Conceived by airborne sickness

Surrounded cold avenues of silence

Getting to grips, preparation for long falls

Staircases previously seen only by the dead seem to persist in times of denied states

Yet returning to errors like fools locking doors

Random disintegration occurs as we await falling forwards forever

Axis discrepancy indicates hexagons beyond control anomaly

Mutilation colony reflects no triangular energy

Asynchronous matter avoided by a diagram invisibility

Subtle methods symmetry uncovered a diagonal telemetry