Would You Be Impressed?
If And When We Rise Again?
That'll Be The Day there is
A Moment of Silence on this Sick and Sad Keasbey Night.
Somewhere In The Between,
The Saddest Song and The Big Sleep,
Dear Sergio,
Watch It Crash as We Are The Few Walking Away.
Day In, Day Out there is
A Better Place, A Better Time.
While Failing, Flailing, Down to Mephisto's Cafe
We've been Giving Up, Giving In,
on The Receiving End Of It All.
Before The Blonde Lead The Blind...
Here's To Life that goes On and On and On.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem