All these nights of stars & dreaming, Lullabies from "Marshall's" stringing/ Irratic sights tear peace from dreaming...The "Muck" & sludge even sewers feed them,

Lost to this world of purple hues, a vortex of courage spread amongst the few, dasterly, dangerous and vilianious fools, equipped with hazaredous various tools, 

Parading the streets old woman abused,sanctuary scarce relying on booths, 

I "Mark" your morals so before you choose,

One hero dead breeds birth for a new.

A detective elected to curb this abuse...

"Goliath" in scale & a ninja with moves, 

Metro's three lords have played their tune, & soon it will be your fate's that checker the news, Life is strange with laws & false truths, and as a syndicate struggled tho the fourth would prove, to Rule the three "Sutekh" infused the wrath of Ra from mummies to tombs.

So with mystery & plenty tact, cunning, and guile into each of the traps, to only four could the sleuth react, should the shade turn night to black, then the fifth would not exist such as cigarless ash,

Tho metro's time has long since passed, this ultras classic is first in class.

-Ode to the Shade-

JLS