Tyrants Weep Alone

I stand before you naked and inadequate

A vessel bound to rot

Like so many have before me

And yet more to come, beneath the turf my lot

But first I offer you my love

If you can make use of me still

 

Pray earth will not consume me yet before, my friend

I know you’ve heard my plea

I have been proud, I have been envious and vile, and I have feasted greedily,

Yet I offer you my love

If you can make use of it still

 

All flesh grows weak

skin becomes bleak

all joints will creak

bones turn to dust

each passing hurts

bound to the earth

a painful birth

 

You and I are bound together, by a bond stretched through space and time

And even if we never meet, in some way I am yours and you are mine

I have been lost, I have been searching, not knowing what I hoped to find,

and on the way I’ve seen such sights to take my eyes and leave me blind

 

I saw…

wildfires raging, all seeming doomed

For a brief moment there I saw you

 

Then I knew nothing could break us

knew nothing could really make us

Snapping our bones would only shake us

yet force could never, ever truly make us

 

Wildfires raging, all seeming doomed

For a brief moment there I saw you

Bent yet unbroken beneath an unforgiving sky

Defiant refusing to lie down and let the night take you

 

These days it’s all about old men and what they see when they look into the cheval glass

Each eager to plan his last mass, and have the hereafter talk about how he went out with real class

Man, you've got to know

If you keep staring at the world through reflective brass

what you try to see it will show

that your own head is in the way of what you try to grasp,

and your head’s a long way up your ass