City streets

With city beats

Bars stay open all night,

The search for

Dead heroes

Goes on,

The birds swoop down

To snatch his crown

Tainted values

Of skeletons' gold

The midnight fires

Light, solemn souls

Rise,

I said Rise and sing,

As I stepped into

The circle of light

The radio shouted this song

Swing, swing the door open

Step into the room

Let go of the chair

And stare into the gloom,

So I walked next to the wall

And I pulled the cord

Watching my doom

Through a television

Monitor.