This ironclad gives birth on pearls
Around the peninsula of silver curls
Stalking the queen of the ivory tower
Upon white skies of heaven's power

This soldier of one in lucid serenity
Plots to arrest her utopia of amenity
Kiteing her visions of temporal immunity
To leech the index of relapsed unity

The fusion brought about the demeanor
Which he's totaling in salary as a cleaner
Pillage as pirates on the sea's of passion
To feed forever with sagacity as rations

Lock it yourself, my Duchess in mail
The cess would continue without fail
Explicitly safe, delved in deep on streets
Dig deeper, past populace, under white sheets

Scrutinize this heraldry and lay down arms
And my tongue won't cut or bear charms
As a magistrate, I'd sentence and help escape
My justice is not a public humiliation rape

He'd storm the tower and cut with sharp speech
Fever an infection to denial, as if toasting with bleach
And would you ever see past the phantom cataclysm
When veil'd in your intimate, Minerva dress ism.