I’m still alive!
It’s been 7 weeks
Or maybe more
Since I’ve been gone
And all I’ve got
Are two black eyes
Hair full of toil
And hands full of scars
As expected
I’ve grown accustomed
To the heat down in Hades
I’ve opened windows
To invite a nice breeze
Why then do I suffer
Must I make some more work
Down here in hell?
I’ll jump on the next train
As it weaves its way through
Partially shaved countryside
Little hamlets and small pastures
Under bridges and through valleys
We arrived this morning
As we jumped through the gates
Herded by capped men
..there is nice music down here
Fated to my suffering
I settle down
I mark my territory out
Amongst the green sailors
Who’ve practiced their gothic
But dear I’m lost
Regardless of their post
High up in the sky
I’ve lost my way down here
With the rest of them