Rush

Red crimson blood, splash, crash.
Sweat, warm, hot, they were rash.
Dry, parched, loving every moment.
Rush.

Hell, heaven, everything between.
On the stage, behind the scene.
Everything is blurry tonight.
Rush.

Honey, chocolate, feline nocturnal.
Electricity lives, dies, regular, phenomenal.
Lilith is the fury, Luna scorned.
Rush.

Foreign tongues, vivid lights.
Guttural vowels, mystery smiles.
The dream will die, but who cares?
Rush.