Once Ago, None In the End

I see rock chasing money prostitutes, cruelly hounding, cruelly conditioning
Them, yelping bitches tickled by the meager sparkle mounted by their honeys on their skinny fiddlers
Noses thrown high, sneer casting their eyes, screwing their heads in gluttonous disappointment
The glittering greed humping their eyes, howling their misled fortunes to the diamond chiseled skies
While the poor boys drudge their knees and calloused hands through a gold world
That teaches their wenches the value of love comes from the magnitude of a ruby, an emerald, a sapphire
They cry
The skimpy stones bewail only a glimpse of heaven and the giver's heart
And they peer their peers with jealous eyes, whose blinkers offer a life in Shangri-La
Gaudy broads riding the jeweled life, puffing and huffing about their handsome existence
Unknowing of the deadly squandering of their lives till a sickly, ill time on earth
A cancer spreading proudly itself to death a hollow anger angry at the only thing that cannot satisfy
Conditions set upon the lifetime vows they make, that turn around empty as the golden halos peel off into steel
Hideous monsters emerge from the darkened blinds of a foolish agreement the holy union made
An agreement thickened by the disgusting crown of royalty they see and want and eventually hold
Only to find the questions to life unspared, that leave them scouring the devil nights of pounding ecstasy
And now the crunch begins
They spill the streets for rushes and highs, and return the living room with smeared disguise
Shaking their junked up heads as they call it a day, a day they found the transient answers that show more than what their rubies could
That shine and howl the eternal vows, till death do they part, with their wills close to their hearts
And they, who yearn for the charmers all yellow and cold, with stiffened hearts studded with trinkets galore
Without anymore of the flooding bloody rage unstopping and floating up on rooftops stinging the wind with their sorrows
Madness eats them up
Banging their punches on the top of their heads in a whirl and their face holes tearing the skies with cries
Harping the indifference stuffing their pores, and fury burnt upon their throbbing brains
Bursting hyaenas, crumpled faces of frustration erupt the flawless night serving their trumpets of sins to the world
And all at once is finally washed out and immaculately poised to face the plunging thump to the screaming streets
The worldly eyes zombied and grey and tired, now feasting the cradling howling gust
Stare in ready deafness, hogging the affection of the wind and savouring it for the last time
Stare in lonely stone blindness from the heightened diving board honoured of a first jump
The race is on and the chill digs in, whacks through the nostrils and pulls out a first retarded frightened sigh
The body seeps the earth with a crunching metamorphose blow, digesting yet another unquenched stone chaser