En Minor — Disposable for You

May we hold court today?
Or are we left to side?
Shrieking voices hear
Screaming for more doomed lives…

All we are is what it seems…

The fate we should not know
A weakness from within
It’s time for all to stow
An ectoplasmic state…

All we are is what it seems…

Love…

Cry for no one else
But yourself
For the simple reason
No one else will…