Lucifer's Playground (May '26)

Written by Briyan Frederick Baker ℗ by Blind Mime Music, ASCAP | briyanfrederick.com © Briyan Frederick Baker. All rights reserved. Briyan Frederick: original 4-track recording, voice model, sunoai Lucifer's Playground Truth is in the eye of the beholder Beholding from a limited view Viewed at an angle distorted and colored By what colors our prism of truth Oh say who will be our savior And save our tomorrow from today When today's vain conundrum runs amok Mucking up whatever we say [chorus] In Lucifer's playground Our future is fixed Beneath and betwixt With stones and with sticks And only Lucifer knows which is which At this angle it's hard to decipher Ciphers imagined numbers grow tangled Tangled vibrations up and then down Down centripetal patterns and angles [chorus] In Lucifer's playground Our future is fixed Beneath and betwixt With stones and with sticks And only Lucifer knows which is which [bridge] We spiral and vortex in orbital decay A tightening loop of rhythmed dismay The angels dischordant The angels dischordant The angels dischordant and grey It's almost exactly the apex But the apex's inverse is closed Close to irrational but numbered The number we're solving almost [chorus] In Lucifer's playground Our future is fixed Beneath and betwixt With stones and with sticks And only Lucifer knows which is which Which is which (which is) Which is which (which is) Which is which (which is) Which is which (which is) Which