Seats In the Mezzanine

These seats bind men where they are

I admire the acting from afar

And I'm grinding my teeth for want of relief

Relief of the final scene

To die, to sleep no more

The kingdom awaits through the false door

Those watchful eyes and yellow smiles

May sleep arrive and round off their life

The whole thing lights up at a spark

Le feu va éclipser la noire

And the heat draws ahead

It burns like hell

Until at last, nothing at all is felt

Nothing at all is felt