Secret envy Their statues Lie Shattered... Like crystal chains that bind the vain in myriad egos lost A roaring mechanism An engine of sorts Pounding
Void of dementia Clarity, illusion Illusion Smiling faces Murderous gazes The stylish savoir-faire Of a pompous assassin In minds that rot away, in
Thorns that pierce Contemplative stone In neon light Blood and mud Heroes and fools Drenched in regret And shame It's all dust And random chance Dust
As giants In a kaleidoscope Without grace And without sense Trampling the rainbow With angry feet Burning like beacons Deep in the dark Screaming and