A modern rendering of the Lady of Shalott Her Body is Her Tower Her life begins to ebb away bound by in chains by the states hour by hour; day by day Trapped inside; forced to stay to carry this burden became her fate her life begins to ebb away The only hope offered is to pray sorry and bitterness solidify into hate hour by hour; day by day All her emotions shades of gray ...
Love lights flash at night serenades begin at sunset subtle strife for life and death Stillness masks chaos unseen wars and romances beauty hangs on dangers edge.
It is fair that you wear the color of mourning for we mourn the loss of your integrity, dignity, and honor, and glibly you wear the blood of the lives you so cavalierly destroy. It is right you wear the color of mourning for you have disgraced your duty, and slaughtered our rights so smugly. It is just that you wear the color of mourning for within your courts all justice ...
Just A Boy I caught a glimpse of the past within a figment of the future, a future which was not my own, I watch as the distant youths remain oblivious to the way I have imposed my indiscretions upon them, I know nothing of the perfections and imperfections of their lives, but even so I know the boy with rock-star hair, smoking cigarettes with Mephistophelean smiles, he isn't handsome by ...
Just a bit of fun Dear Society, Please, you really must stop knocking upon the door, you know I will not answer any more, and if you attempt to ring the bell one more time, I will disconnect it all. I don't want your pamphlets, or even your insinuating advice on how to live a better life according to the status quo which you have set. Now I insist you must stop tying to ...