Rapture Rapes The Muses — Of Montreal

You hit me so hard like a Wong Kar Wai beginning I'm exploding in smiles my equilibrium is spinning

Rapture rapes the muses but you don't notice till it's kissing you Rapture rapes the muses and the void that's left confuses It's confusing

You keep me lit like antediluvian Troy But one always reveres what ones bound to destroy

Gloomy Erebus is an anathema to me All of them dancing like flames and the sad enmity I wonder if I understand. Am I too young to understand?