Requiem

He endures the lies told to his face
By the lifeless puppets that run our country
Dulcet tones of the faceless grey suits
Sitting idly watching their cities burn

Our ambition replaced by their security
Our reluctant resignation to unfulfilled wishes

Sitting upright on a gilded throne
A faceless grey suited replica
An inanimate smile burns a charcoal path
Across his weathered face

Our ambition replaced by their security
Our reluctant resignation to unfulfilled wishes

Now we know... The requiem has reached its finale
And there will be no encore



Credits
Writer(s): Finlay Hatton
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