Cinema Strange

You sit watching your brother die 'cause he chewed on sickly rabbit
Poor boy Parzifal likes to hunt his sister, and so infection sets in like a gang of wolves licking at the heels of the anemic aboriginal hunting grounds, where you sprain your thumb throwing rocks at cadavers
Bashing in my weakened knees, bashing in my weakened knees...
(Chorus)
Animal people scale the walls so easily: your bitter family!
Holding court without your brother, rectify your viral sanction
Anxious ears solicit thee, my snarling spies sit down to tea and ignore the bubbling sores that swell and spit along your backbone!
Call your general, fortify his skin so my disease can't penetrate your china shack of ignorance and purple turbans!