We are never prepared
shock of wrinkled grey
House of mirrors distorts
Roger Bacon has been
lurking in my shadows
scared I'll be the next
in the arms of Christ
on the list of the dead.
We just got used to us
for blood and screams
old men chasing dreams
live beyond their means
bursting at their seams
play their monkey schemes
nothing is as it seems.
Life comes and goes
lurking in shadows.