Black, White, And Dead Testo

Black and white sweat on an empty stage,Sharp shadows cut up an empty page.
A mind mislead to a violent rage,
Disonant heart beats from a fractured cage.
A 3-D vision like an x-ray photo,
A stolen car with a broken motor.
A white hand glides through a coal black fountain
Running down her back fever flies.
The black rain falls as the smoke fills her head,
An evil vision the killer in her bed.
A $2 ticket on a $5 ride,
And the lady in the back won't make it out alive.
A silent vision on blood red ground,
Headlines cry out empty sound.
The body, sorry could not be found,
Nothing like this ever happened in our town.