Crystal Gazing

Starts as a feeling pure
This vitreous second sight
Without hallucinating hating
Captive of a future bright
Fortune telling
Honours for madness only!
Through the looking glass
And when the glass looks back
Why is everything to be denied?
That could make life a little bright
Horrors guessing, exceptional
Through details all revived
Aligned in the death wish primal
The crystal gazing-silver eye
We are the feeble standing
Before the great awakening
The livestock roaming
Counting the seconds to
Our second coming
Why is everything to be denied?
That could make life a little bright
Through the looking glass
And the when the glass looks back
Yourself as a fraud