It's highway robbery. Grand theft.
My vaults stand empty, their contents
Given by me freely, and
I TRUSTED YOU
                               the metaphor breaks down
                                                                              falling falling
splat
And for a second I thought I
saw the gold at the end of
The rainbow  NOW IT'S SOUR ALL FOR
                                                                         hold the lines
unity
The kiss of betrayal I  JUDAS GUILTY WHY
                                                                             god structure
maintaiN   coRPSE   stench   ROTten   UNFAIR
                                                                                  try
Okay.
The scales are out of
Whack. Lead on one end and air on  Y   stop
The other. The scales of  HATEFUL GODS
                                                                          breakdown
abort
   RIPPED UP IN MY FACE  please
  hOw and WHy and

love in the time of cholera