Secret envy!
Their statues lie shattered...
Like crystal chains
That binds the vain
In myriad egos lost
A roaring mechanism
An engine of sorts
Pounding without rest
Burning
Fed with chaos
And beauty
A fragrance of the dead
The flavour of decadence
Upon the gypsy's lips
Shivering in paradise
Their delusions to the furnace
Stripped of pride
Drenched in shame
Flesh and filth
Innocent thespian
Of what speakest thou?
A furnace
Burning
Fed with chaos
And beauty
Rustling leaves upon concrete
Dancing like mice to the flute
In grand bewitchment
Yet the choirs of vendetta
Shapeless, in shrouds
Praising the unicorn
And the trinity
As they stumble
And fall
Maintain postures of gala
Shading the ridicule
Of a glass arena
And a stringed minotaur