Accepted

In your cave of images organizing broken glass

Talking to yourself till the night comes to pass

As the dawn brings you Manufactured fables

heroes and villains cannot escape their labels

So put your shovels down come to know it well

Forget utopia and all heaven has accepted hell

Forget about flying angels clothed in white wings

Dancing around in heaven always singing

lose your misguided images bending your mind

To good for others while you still have a time

So put your shovels down come to know it well