In the land of broken dreams
our souls collide like bumper cars
and crashing into the abyss
…ignorance is purely bliss…
Falling slowly, floating peacefully,
flying like a fly towards death;
nothing’s better than our feces…
our gold, our silver and our cash…
Succeed in reading all of this
as the bitter taste elopes
in the teeth of cavity control
for the spears of facial death.
Once ignored in death and life
never feel the loss you will,
never ruin brains, never step on hearts…
the queen of hearts has won the game…