Certainly Meaningless - Bang

Greeting Gods of marbled stone

Seizing nature on it’s terms

Tunneled love comes caving in

Deserting us to where we’ve been

Statues melt from molten lies

Bits of sand infect my eyes

Pull you head from putrid cheese

Rape your mouth with stilling breeze

Keep abreast of turmoiled times

Prudent people mouth their lines

Watch them work at being not

Pump their ears make them hot

Mellow melons rot with age

So does man within a cage

Unknown orphans reach their peak

Greeting Gods of marbled stone