the rasputins

The Rasputins

The walls of magic

The black art practises

The wealth of corruption

In the power keg

The explosive inner circle

Once it takes hold

The Rasputins on the glow

But there is the downside

The bad will not last long

The evil ways will collapse

As history has said many times

The Rasputins

There is no steady stream

Once they hit the loop

They have to descend

Now the Rasputins see

There is no bed of roses

The life of sunshine never last

They will face sins

The Rasputins can say

All the colorful adjectives

But life on the fast lane

It has finally grounded to a halt!