The Belly of the Beast

The Belly Of The Beast Proned to inner fear we shed a tear from a heavy blow Shadows torn in mere desolation willingly appear For I shed a single tear to help numb the inner pain While all the waiting world is totally insane Standing behind pillars in time will turn to salt We smash mouths exploding against the wall The decorum looks modest at first then the push A certain fixed ember from the closed shiver The belly of the beast sounds the alarm to come home With painted glass of an illusion across it's form Some may even curse the very day they were born Torn helpless in the emergency ward with long lines Working today can give anyone a heart attack We claim the moments filled with snap shot memories Of certain faces that will leave viable traces The belly of the beast explodes in mere celebration It's gravitational pull may bring some down With the sudden applause of thunder feeling restless & alone Painted faces as if they are socially wandering wizards among us Scattered fragments on the midnight moon all a glow The surface of the moon is now stuck in the middle of decay The ancients prayed to be set free from such a scene yet We dine alone never intended for any luxury exposed Out of tragic circumstances we all must live to take part of the dance