Decadence Unveiled:
I know who you are
I know why you came
It’s either out of your vanity or out of your shame
You wish to pose and show all your wares
You, me and ‘the ghost’ know there’s no soul left in there
But, go on inside, after all, you’ve arrived
Like Hotel California, pink champagne is on ice
Do come in, imbibe and consume
The Master’s chambers, you’ll find, are brimming with tunes
As you smile at your host and wish him great cheer
Devil knows what’s really brought you here
I’ve observed and even tried to admire you
But could find nothing but liars in the lot of you
In the end you sided with fear, with vanity, materiality
Wasted the dear, sanity, philanthropy
I don’t, for the record, place myself above you
I do hope somehow you might come to love you
And when you do, you’ll see it all as a sham
And perhaps you’ll understand why I am as I am.
-Natalia Rose
