The end is near
Underneath a starry October sky
I walk the line of fire
Evil Villains, with their bright wide eyes
Conversing with drunk bums
Sad, lonely, innocent and dumb
They speak of God and meaning
While Jesus and Buddha fight
over who would drive to McDonalds
Armageddon soon
Rosy red fingers touch frosty din
I wake with desire
All the heathens shed off their skins
Forgetting released inhibitions
Alone, groggy, upset, the commotion
And wonder where their hearts are leading
After Buddha and the Villain reach enlightenment
but they forgot their pen.
Guess it’s the end.
Learn to swim
