And Claudius refuses to sit with the rest of us At the head of the evil empire His fettered tongue wandering dire His mother takes down the powers about her And wretched monster am I For turning the other eye And so there you sit As you bit your lip And my life falls all around me Poison to the artists! Poison to the poets! As my life goes tumbling, tumbling And so there you sit As you bit your lip And my life falls all around me Poison to the artists! Poison to the poets! Can't you see, that I'm falling My mother is a serial killer But no one listens to me 'Cause I'm just the wandering stutterer Do you think me to be insane 'Cause everybody believes in me but you And the bardic poet who lives in the outskirts I'm gonna poison him, too And so there you sit As you bit your lip And my life falls all around me Poison to the artists! Poison to the poets! Can't you see love, I'm falling And you bit your lip Can't you see now, I'm falling Poison to the artists! Poison to the poets! Can't you see that I am falling A Dionysian dances, through grids in his mind Create new shapes, order and break Da Vinci's pain And as he sits back, and stares out at the trees Binds time, passes clouds, drift along the trees Feet skid, dead end, kinetic power It's lighting, it's storming Well it's yellow and it's arc and it's dark And it's purple and it's rippling To the people who fear it Poison to the artists! P-poison to the poets! Can't you see now, I'm falling And so there you sit Can't you see now, I'm falling Poison to the artists! Poison to the poets! Can't you see love, I'm falling And so there you sit Can't you see love, I'm falling Poison to the artists! Poison to the poets! Can't you see, I'm falling