Melodic
Lords, melodic
The noble, the goths
They create again the art

Exotic
The colors hover
And the chaotic ones
They are in the pile of the techno abnormal

Morbid
You be them that are morbid
They wander in the rooms
And they set on fire the sea

Methodical arch
Useful and futile, methodical
A hippie's that has sex with deceaseds sounds
That loves the art without seeing