Eloy

noew we've come to the age
where the splendour fades
and we can look behind drooping facades
the glossy front's just fake
the firm base breaks, as this doomed world slowly decays
illusions fly high
nothing we don't try
to build up fantasies we can believe
the dance on dragon's jaws
in reach of it's claws, destroys the little we could retrieve
we have resigned to our fate
afraid that out time is up now