New West - Cult Of Youth

Have mercy on their children for they play with idle hands

Their laughter is their folly and their statues never stand

The values of a man can never change

He yields them when he speaks his lover’s name

We took them from above

As bird with broken back

His scene was in the wind

His eggs had never hatched

How strange that she should know him

If only by a name

His scent was so peculiar

So fragile was his frame

He charmed them with the malice of a child

Whose dignity had since been running wild

He is the sunlight over you when crops are screaming rain

He is the willing servant of those in need of pain

A witness to the eyesight of the blind

He is a burning question in the mind

A whisper to a scream

As prelude to a dream

Remembrance to the lost

He’s come to melt the frost

With hatred in his eyes

And a love that never dies

His beauty never fades

Without it he decays

So pray the end comes quickly boy and sturdy up that spine

Just know that he has reached you with every glass of wine

He sullies you with reason and he tempts you with his glance

And kisses you with crimson just to lead you by the hand

Just know that he is at your door tonight

Just know that he is at your heels tonight