Ectoplasm by Brandon Boyd
Shocking it seems
What life could bring
Don't know; don't care
It's fear talking.
People will impose to what they chose
I simply have no more prove
To change their moods
Reason is none; but heavy thoughts
Collusion and commotion
Is all the big conclusion
I rest my head on your panel plate
The universe must see
And bring me gifts
It's not too late
I beg on knees