shadow casting

And it’s casting its shadow… casting its shadow in the corner of the room.
And it’s casting its shadow… casting its shadow in this chamber of doom.

It keeps casting its shadow upon these walls.
Relentlessly I follow as the shadow falls.

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Hear me sing.
Another broken spell by a telephone that does not ring.
(Is this spoken hell a pseudophone for anything?)

Noise – oh chaos you have befriended me.
While the shadow spirals endlessly.


It’s still casting its shadow… casting a shadow that looms.
It’s still casting its shadow… casting a shadow that assumes…

A new direction for the endless flaws of perfection,
My contemplation is my damnation,
singing with approbation my revelation…
as I cast my shadow with this convection.


I am casting my shadow… casting my shadow…