Insanity’s
Crescendo
Abysmally
blood-soaking skies
Are
reigning over this mad world
Waltzing
on silent, echoed cries
Dancing
on light and sapphire
I
flipped a coin but in mid-air
A
sorrowed bird has set it free
A
clockwork life dead on a chair
Mourning
for dreams of yesteryear
The
stage was set, the cursed man sang
And
in this doom he found his peace
A
round of crazed applause has rang
From
empty shells of empty masks
All
characters die in despair
So
sadly, when the movie ends
For
purpose has been met with care
And
existence rendered futile
A
spinning world on spinning plate
Twisting
and crashing with despair
Forsaking
randomness of fate
And
slaying gods to re-throne death
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