With so many body guards-it is hard, to keep up the façade!

Like the result of intense light on candle, melting!

Might as well be in a wax museum!

Future Colosseum, past relics of today's future past!

THEY are now, fading away like lost memory!

THEY are now more useless and wack as-an upside down back pack in the alley way smoking crack!

Less useful than using smallpox laced toilet paper!

Yet just as dangerous!

Less useful than breathing in carbon monoxide, or self crucified!

This is why THEY need to hide!

So now THEY fade away

So now THEY slither away

So, NOW THEY, MELT away!

Trapped in a wax museum of their own making, their own reflection, their own design!

Trapped in remorse!

Stuck in time...