Secret envy
 Their statues
 Lie
 Shattered...

 Like crystal chains that bind 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


 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

 A roaring mechanism
 An engine of sorts
 Pounding without
 Rest

 Burning
 Fed with chaos
 And
 Beauty