Puppet show.

All the world is a stage
and we are merely players
crazed marionettes upon frayed strings
of mad bloated gods

take a bow
take a fall
for the call of the audience
is empty blood shed

empty and unfulfilled
the show must go on
around and around
in the bullpen of life

Mankind's lost kingdom
a nightmare landscaped
on an empty stage
of lights and shadows
blind rage manifest

a broken frame work
of empty promises
built on top
of a foundation of broken dreams

Whispers of the final curtain
fates violent and monstrous
komm susser todd
Libera me from hell

One last trip to
Morpheus's other kingdom
undeserving of rest
undeserving of sleep
undeserving of explosions' lullaby
undeserving of peace

self destructive marionette's
dance into their final oblivion
a final sunset toast
to a last curtain call.