40. Drug

Empires shall fall
Bricks, mortar and all.
The dreams of speed shall be a proverbial party.
The cocaine; shallow.
Makes us feel alive.

Dancing round all naked
Like drunks all faked but real at the same time.

The rich shall gather moss
Like a rolling stone unkempt
Without a desired haircut
The falling shall come, or so we dreamt.

Dancing round all naked
Like drunks all faked but real at the same time.

Money to money
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust.
As was.
Life to life.

I wish everyday
That the mind shall die.
The thoughts and demons lie
In wait for the money for me to buy.

More alcohol
More nicotine. But we all live an Idler's dream.

Our mind in power
Here is the hour
To Uprise and take a stand
Against the modernised man.

More alcohol
More nicotine. But we all live an Idler's dream.

Money to money
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust.
As was.
Life to life.

The world shall fall
As we sleep
Through dead men's eyes
We shall weep.

Keep it coming
Don't it ever stop. The rapturous humming.

Boy and man
Plans laid on plans
City on City
The plans; we shall never be privvy.

Keep it coming
Don't it ever stop. The rapturous humming.