sad feet

from a pedastal
there is no comfort
there is no reality
you think I live in
a grand temple
but temple's are
lonely and echoing
and no one hears
what you're really saying
idolized desire
is not so great
standing on algid stone
my feet are just cold
and sad
and nothing I do
seems to work out

copyright raven victoria erebus 11 December 2004