Uncrypt

Blank faces stare at my soul

Bleakness hiding in gilded molds

Bandstands full of fallen men

Broken hearts don't scream again

Sandvipers do not strike the sane

Ships of paper sail down memory lane

Sacred foxes and sacred hoes

Singing at candy funeral shows

A million faces, a million lies

A million ragged, heavy sighs

A million faces hide underneath masks

A million saints in chocolate casks

Crazy how we ain't fit to play

Crowns of chocolate on chocolate saints

Cry, don't cry, Madonna pines

Cornered poets, blatant, divine

This candy is too hard to keep

The rain would not let me seek

The toad won't be a knight forever

The broken malady ain't my lifesaver

Fish start raining from the sky, 

And broken monks now say goodbye-

In this world of insane and sane

Broken monks are fallen men.