We traded them in,
Those cradles of life
for caskets of fire,
Juxtaposed justice
That the guillotine blade
is pleased to play
adjacent to the stage,
Nice pair of shades,
an interesting lens lies within
projecting slight stares of awareness,
Death Ray Specs,
i digress with regrets,
Was this what Medusa felt
Leaving her loved ones chiseled,
We were so naive
to set in the grand stands
but give up on the game,
Life's little pleasures
always remind us were
here for a bit but not meant to stay,
We'll decay in this age,
My two decades are gone
already you know?
Time flows in a plane non visible,
Let's take us a dip,
We'll slide into the past
to chase away the future