and boundless desires;
a hint of sugar upon open lies,
sinister smiles dressed in silk attires.
and amber fires;
burning flames that soon will die,
with tainted hearts that were once admired.
Rejoice we must they say, alas!
Our time has come
to unmask our ego made from glass,
and shattered one by one,
naked and undone,
inside a sleepless vessel without race or class.
And boundless desires;
we wave goodbye,
to an endless slumber we retire.