They say
All is lost
A bitter taste
Burned on the tongue
Masses enthralled
Building up
To fall
Lucidly dissolved
Above the clouds
Archetypal vision
Aetiological trace
A brick wall
Reality of existence
To deal deal with them
That don't understand
We admire their persistence
Banish them to a corner of their mind
Shut it all down
Before we all drown
Deo volente
We will find a way