We travel so far with no words matching thoughts
 scattered village presented in decaying time
I know this to be a lie 
but I will seek this for the truth 
suffering displace Upon the pedestal 
our wicked minds lap it up 
tossing coins to watch them turn a trick 
I’m weeping bitter tears of another time 
the one that’s only whispered of 
a time our savoir put to rest long ago 
lessons never put to heart 
as bloodied tears take my face 
I see it all take place again to the laughing sneering crowd