I think much like another song “Anti-Matter” (that's also on the same album as this song), this one is also is inspired by a horrifying van crash the band experienced on Nov 3, 2022. This, much like the other track, sounds like it's an extension what they shared while huddled in the wreckage, as they helped frontman Garrett Russell stem the bleeding from his head wound while he was under the temporary effects of a concussion. The track speaks of where the mind goes at the most desperate & desolate of times, when it just about slips away to all but disconnect itself, and the aftermath.
Bulimic rainbows vomit what? Burn Piano Island Burn! Coconut pupils never shut? Burn Piano Island Burn! Jigsaw babies and their bamboo stilts? Burn Piano Island Burn! Charred toucans weaving their black sky quilt? Burn Piano Island Burn! The sea shells scream out celestial code. Melting on the shore inside a flame sno globe. Burn Burn So burn Piano island! Torch the treasure! Torch the shovels! Torch these hands dipped in gold lacquer, Torch the finger-prints painting a violence portrait on spinal wings. I buried my bride of eight inch fingers neck deep in the hungry quicksand. I buried out children of pineapple skin where the generic sunsets sparkle so bland. I split my grandmother like a rotten papaya... our fright to pollenate the flowers of fire. I vomited my skeleton and donated it to the war mausoleum... I cut my will and testament along the scar tissue seam. I packaged my heart and fed-ex'd it to the octopus queen. Burn Piano Island Burn! Soured Palm trees sputter waxy wax stink. Burn Piano Island Burn! Boiling lagoons chewing bubble gum pink? Burn Piano Island Burn! The vikatin volcano spews and salivates? It's belly bloated like a pre-teen pregnancy? I fed its limp indifferent walls tales of an ark haunted with the five howls, I tied a nervous noose of piano wire and wrapped it around the mocking throat of the past. It's head erupted like a rabid roman candle as I kicked the stamp from underneath. Burn Piano Island Burn and drown all your fucking riddles down the throat of the sea. This one man raft won't be coming back so don't talk out of tune to me. From a distance the fornication of fear and flames twindles so pretty.
Lyrics submitted by rjbucs28
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