Idle

Blacken your hands In your burning dreams Look upon the ruin Wrought by idle time Drown yourself in your liquid friends Choke on those lies you tell yourself Waste that comfort, that luxury Little white lies for a time Blacken your hands In your burning dreams Look upon the ruin Wrought by idle time A slave to your next chosen vice Guilty of all selfish crimes Self-destructive by design Ambition lost in narrow vision Blacken your hands In your burning dreams Look upon the ruin Wrought by idle time