Painful Backfired (Experimental I)

Did I heard "Backfired"?
(Experimental Non-Paranoid Illusion)

For all the folk's goods,

We burn our own moustaches,

In a tiny jail as an herd of goats,

Soon, we'll not be more than patriotic ashes.

Broken... Unbroken... Who cares?

'Cause we all know: a king's favor is no inheritance.

Texto: Francis

Fotografia: Joana