Sober

Black out

Faze out

Let the world go bland

 

Gone quiet

Calm Riot

Still and empty hand

 

Sober eyes

Grey Lies

Play on, deaf band

 

Harmony tone

Bliss clone

Lyrics in sand

 

Dim flame

Petite shame

Body to land

 

Peace achieved

Death perceived

Dead god, grand.

Reviews

Cryptic, kinda like a chant or part of a song. Interesting poem.