Skyclad - On With Their Heads!
Now The Final Curtain's Fallen,
For No Show Goes On Forever,
If The World's A Stage - Mine's Empty.
Whilst Upon It You'll Tread Never.
As The Instruments Lie Silent In Their Coffins Made Of Wood,
I Rest Assured They'd Say These Words - If Say These Words They Could;
Whatever Happened To The Songs - The Music That We Made,
And The Joy We Shared Together As On Me Your Fingers Played?
Are Chose Symphonies Forgotten - With Our Cases Closed And Latched'?
Dreams Now Dusty, Old And Rotten - Empty Shells (no Strings Attached).
Amidst The Dying Candle-light,
I Sit Forlorn, Alone,
A Space Once Filled With Laughter Bright,
The Place My Heart Called Home
Now The Puppets Are My Company - But Wood And Straw Can't Speak;
Though It By Chance They Came To Life I'm Certain They Would Weep;
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