The Marcus Accusation Lyrics

Marcus was biding his time

And he's leaving clues

He's looking for answers

And so are you

Frarnerd is hopeful to grow

And he's filling his shoes

A mystical tree just gave him

Some options to choose

Daylight

At night

I'm melting on the carpet as the moths and flies are taking flight

The call of the loon

A whimsical croon

Awakens all the goons on the water tonight

The obelisk arises

And the disco devil devises

Betrayal, lies, the Great Kabul retires next month

Daylight

I'm high

This endless night is shrouded in a fire that will never light

Fly

What's time

I am called the Great Rambosey and here is my most hated trick