The
walls crumbling
He
still walks free
The
light on the stage
The
clowns dancing away
The
lights glow
The
faces of addiction
It
isn't the dangerous drugs
It
is the wealth in the deep well
Time
is coming
The
ending game around the corner
The
drum beats in the echo
Hitting
hard and stomping feet
The
clowns drag away
The
bundles of wealth to escape
They
don't see the crumbling walls
Falling
down hard and crush them all
The
man stands on stage
He
feels the shiver as the cracks open
Slowly
his eyes scout the cracked lines
He
knows he has no chance to escape
The
walls explode open
The
debris fly some land on him
He
cries in pain and cursing his faith
The
earth opens up takes him down
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