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Walking in golden halls

Witness the beauty of it all

What’s on display

Is not for you to have

Not for me

Drifting from place to place

Meeting strangers

Always there’s a

Wall in front of you

Something inside

Keeps you from them

Mental isolation

Watching them walk

All around you

Corpses-to-be

In their own world

Never knowing

What’s in front of them

Before it’s too late

Visiting cathedrals of glory

Witness all that is holy

What you can see

You can never have

Not for me

Standing still

Without moving

At the feast

Of a carnivore

You just observe

Being left out

Obsolete

Left no choices

But to escape

To your own mind

Your only refuge

Fearing your own

Ever growing

Appetite

As should they!

Not for me

I feel the rage

slowly drain away from me

nothing left now but defear

and humiliation

Until it awakens once again!

Roaming the walkways of sin

Witness all the ruin

What you have seen

You will never have