Inquest

Conscious shift, self doubt
Abandon resolve
Conscious shift, self doubt
Abandon resolve

The hate finds its way back in
Equanimity dissolved
Will be the gavel be cast or the fall of the axe
The judging stares of the well adjusted

The old canards resonate again
The foul concubine murmurs

Shameful inquest, mordant applause
The assemblings of the elegant all leave their appraisal
Too predictable, destitute, irredeemable, classless
The act of the jilted vassal is so dramatic
The act of the jilted vassal is so dramatic