Eyes burning bright
The eyes of the lamp-post
are burning bright
on an old man who is brooding
over his lost pride
The ugly faced monster of money
has eaten his youth alive
All past themes have lost
power meaning and delight
The walls surrounding our existence
is now falling down as rain
Angels are burnt by the vapour
that rises from our materialistic gain
Dreams are but dark omens
that will claw into your heart
To be alive is but a punishment
and death is only forgiveness
The rest of our life and existence
is left to our watching imagination.
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