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