Thursday, 9 April 2009

The Blooming Flower of Decay

The beauty needed
Filth invaded
Face looks tired
Bitter sweetened

Blooming fast
Invading Hearts
It will not last
Spoiling your holy tarts

Needles and powder
Corrupt invasion
Youth bleeding faster
Losing all hope in action

Picked at its prime
Thrown away
All things have their own time
Turn off your mind and simply sway

Worship an icon
Block envy with a pandamonium eye
You're just another expired test tube
What you believe in never counts