The Bars
I can't see the bars
I'm supposed to be handling
There are no wardens
To stop the gambling
Nothing but purified moments of insanity
And
Filterd faces of misfortune and profanity
And
Disturbence of black clouds hanging over me
And never-ending thoughts of where I should be
I can't see the bars
That are keeping me here
I can't see the bars
That don't want me to dissapear
And
Though their profiles are only a glimpse,
It's enough for summing the imps
Though the bars keep me hidden,
It doesn't hide me from what is god-forbidden
And