Why is this delight 

Excused as nothing? 

Is this the vigor 

A vast decay? 

This ugly state 

I shall not answer 

This nausea 

I delve to slain 


This only takes one moment 

Could you explain your meaning 


This majesty is no longer 

A replica with no taste 

May i admire 

Your tinted cheek 

This lobby of worth 

I urge to keep