Colours in Vain -

Now I see your colors in vain

And I know it doesn’t even change

Face down in a sunken Maze

It’s the same old sunken place

Wrapped in a Sickened state of mind

Oh well what’s to care this time

Stormed up the darkened mountain side

Tore down the all illusive mind

Restore the meadows of the youth

Patient of the sick and numb

Back door of your evil ways