

The Self-Aware ElitistI see the world through a lens of rose, Through a haze of pretty purple prose, And have no time to think of those To whom no kindness society shows.The Self-Aware Elitist
However disfigured or mad they be, They pass like smoke in front of me. And in our blindness, aristocrats, we Tread right o'er them to afternoon tea.
But oh, one day the tides will turn. Our halls and manors will fall and burn. And in that time we all shall learn What happens when class is overly stern.


The Angry Abandoned I saw a city two nights ago. It was vast, and dark, and filled with vermin. And the vermin would squeak. And the vermin would shriek. And the vermin would wail their sorrows and sing their joys, and the sound was remarkable. So I listened. I listened to the vermin's tales of life well-spent and deeds done wrong, of soaring elation and debilitating sadness. I listened as the vermin spoke ofThe Angry Abandoned


I See. I Show.The Walker walks alone tonight, no streetlamp for his guide. He doesn't have a resting-place. He has nowhere to hide. He doesn't, though, regret the fact; it hasn't hurt his pride. The Walker walks alone tonight and takes it all in stride.I See. I Show.
The Singer sings his songs tonight, no woman him to hear. His words will find no resting-place, will fall on no one's ear. He takes a shot of Russia's best--the liquid's strong and clear. The Singer sings his songs tonight of loneliness and tears.
The Lovers love themselves tonight; in vanity they bask. They hide their shame with
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