The Vault

The vault door

To our soul

Has been

Left open

The contents

Have been

Removed

Unlikely to

Be returned

Leaving us

To be

Catatonic

Shells

Zombielike

Automotons

Controlled by

Consumption

Manipulated by

Media’s

Driven to

Debt

Rhetorically

Regulated

Subconsciously

Subterfuged

Must keep

Looking though

One soul

At a time and

Protect

Permanently its

Preciousness

 

Was going to leave this end here.

However, the following started rolling around in my head, like the steel ball at the bottom of a freshly emptied can of spray paint. So am putting it here, before it dries.

Which is usually how most “bits” and lyrics end up in each post. I don’t recall what I had for breakfast, can barely remember how to tie my shoes.

Yet, the other stuff lines up, stage right, waiting for its cue to go on.

.
“What you see is not real,
Those who know will not tell
All is lost sold your souls
To this brave new world

//

Dragon kings dying queens,
Where is salvation now
Lost my life lost my dreams,
Rip the bones from my flesh

//

Silent screams laughing here,
Dying to tell you the truth
You are planned and you are damned
In this brave new world”

Excerpts from

“Iron Maiden”‘s

“Brave New World”