Mirrors on the ceiling,The pink champagne on iceAnd she said ‘We are all just prisoners here, of our own device’And in the master’s chambers,They gathered for the feastThey stab it with their steely knives,But they...

We satisfy our endless needs and justify our bloody deeds in the name of destiny and in the name of God.

Freeways flickering; cell phones chiming a tuneWe’re riding to Utopia; road map says we’ll be arriving soonCaptains of the old order clinging to the reinsAssuring us these aches inside are only growing painsBut it’s a...

How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.Some dance to remember, some dance to forget