Built an empire
around one soul of shinning gold,
whiped off the gloss and found it brass,
a house of cards,
on a table of a lie,
a temple to futility,
on unstable earth,
shatter
Moving on,
I stand here alone,
watch as she leaves and sigh,
my world is made,
of painted glass,
shatter
too weak to live,
too stubborn to die,
I can't give up,
and I won't go on,
Sit down on the earth,
shattered.
