To The Jaded Minds From The FutureWho Jest While My Sad Bones Sleep,Wallowing In Your Lofty ConcoctionLaced WithThe Sour StingOf Deceit:The Silent Echo Of Your Empty WordsContains The Seed Of Its Own DemiseWhether Praised By Pawns Or PrincesBlinded By Your Silly Stage Of Lies!The Truth Is Sweeter Than Any PoisonEven Sipped In The Cold Fog Of Night,A Duel To The Death Sums Up My DesireBut My Breath Already Lost That Fight...And So I Smile This One Final Farewell,Facing Fragments Of Fading Fans So Few;Life Is Riddled With Puzzles And PigsBut A Pig Cannot Embrace What Is True...If Only One Soul Stands Up And ApplaudsFor He Who Penned His Passion Into Plays,Then Witness This Blessing Beyond ReproachLingering Long AfterThe EndOfLong Days!W.S.