The Gallery

Come and dance through my vanity's halls
Welcome to my exhibition
Ornaments fall
the fate of my art, condemned
And the creative seed
that grows to the tune of the harvest song
Embody my lifelong passion
interwine with the structures of my art
Those empty frames staring at me

One lonely portrait covers the lovestarved
canvas
in honour of the birthless rebellion within me

Every picture holds a tale
Every shade tells of a thousand words

The artistry of living chaos
is pictured in the poets tears
`Cause everything burns
The final concept
It all but a thought away

Be gone, you foul enchantress of decay!
My thoughts and words will come to right
in my chamber where chaos conveys
Kneel down to my desire

Deep in the vaults of my carnal agony
Emptiness! Orchestration thru colours

To never return be my guidance
Burning my art