Waste for forty days alone inside a cage
Bones held only back by flesh
His mind an iron trap
Day after day and year after years
Seekers would look and oh how they dared
The day was coming for the artist’s time to pass
Still he would hold to the glorious past
Starving for the sake of one
Leering out into the world
Shattered for the sin of life
He would not die for the supplication of mankind
Watch him disappear before your eyes
See him ply his art for all of mankind
Watch him drift and slowly fade away
Living long beyond his dying day