The Mirror in the Attic

The world in its simple form, still at the beginning. We need protein, we need vitamins. Come, we need you and me. Stuff it full, stuff it full. A dance before the execution, with no princess and no prince. Just you and me. Let’s sing together, let’s dance together. Keep your eyes wide open and remember this night of revelry. From now on, the revelry will never end. Close your eyes and still your curled-up heart. The corpse party is a ritual. Keep all the filthy things away. The rot will eventually wither and fall. A beautiful century, would you have it?