Confetti

This compliment to this glory Confetti! Confetti ! Confetti ! The prime of adulation The resume of a new epoch Sentiment of joy, prime of hope. To this reality betrothed itself to humanity Confetti ! Confetti! Confetti ! Of this terrible happiness Lies the unsearchable destruction That begets divorce; A testimony against this perfect adulation The numbing joy, The hope entrusted, Over the fame proclaimed The world of peace pieced with hate The happy songs from the altar of harmony by the priest Altered by this untamed human glory and quest Confetti, the pride of a lady Confetti, her vision affirmed Confetti, she is in charge of the hour Confetti, her mates adore her with And the uproar that matches the glorious ceremony Beclouds and bedevils its climax