The Danse Macabre

Red, black

Blood, death

Simple descriptions for simple colors, colors that clutch onto our souls

Complexity hides behind these colors

A deranged mind

A darkened soul

An elegant body

The pinnacle of diverting feminine delinquents

The humorous psychotic clown is the only match for this harlequin

Diamond over diamond

A homicidal beauty and her partner take the stage, harlequinade

They come together and waltz across the stage

Surrounded by chaos, hatred, and fear

This delights them, and they find more joy in each others’ wild eyes

The world revolves around them, and if it moves the wrong way

They force it to rotate in their favor

Swaying back and forth to a demented carnival tune

Not even pausing their routine, they raise their weapons

And fire, fire away

Bang, bang, flash, flash, the smell of blood in the air

The sweet scarlet toxin brings insane smiles and laughs that

Echo throughout the void in their morbid souls

Their vocal madness reverberates deep through the cores of

Everyone who is within range to hear them

This performance of mayhem will never cease

Until they’ve had the last laugh