Everyman - Uneven Structure

I had this strange dream that last night

And I woke up soaked in sweat

Stinking of fear and weakness

With this bitter and familiar taste in my mouth

The taste of defeat, the taste of waste

I think I stayed asleep for too long

I bent my spine my whole life

I burnt the meadow of my desires

I offered you my heart on a silver tray

You ate it, shat it and ate it again

I gave you my vessel

You have happily burnt it slowly

I watch the dripping candle of my desires

They are not all gone to ashes

I touch the shivery flame of my fantasies

Although flickering it still burns my fingers

But today that’s you Mr Liar

That’s you I’m going to watch burn slowly

I am the end of your story

I am the end of your era

I watch the dripping candle of my desires

They are not all gone to ashes

I touch the shivery flame of my fantasies

Although flickering it still burns my fingers

The curtain has fallen

The barriers have broken

And heads will start rolling

I am the end of your story

I am the end of your era

I will never be this lifeless instrument

I will carry my torch to the highest peaks