Lie through disaster of yester year
Or maybe just grab another beer
Leave the dregs with pure fear
Another shot that got us here
So with the putrid state of decay
Watch the world as it spins away
Gargle glass for another hope
Or will you continue to mope?
Weave in the ash of fallen trees
A time to come where there are no bees
What remains is only decay
As you cry hip hip hurray
Polarise the magnetic cost
Then sell life until you’re lost
The cryptic clue that blinds you still
That is why we’ve reached the end of thrill
Possessed by ghost of hours past
Members of a forgotten caste
What a crime that was to commit
Hence why we now live in this pit
Wrap the coils around the frost
Return of the endless dross
While chains keep us here
Recall that nothing will end the universe sneer
Simon A Jackson - Writer 