Drunk he said its ethereal
He didn’t know it was ephemera
The ‘Maya’ of a Chimera,
The icon, the dream, the idol
Next morning they found him,
in a dark, dingy asylum.
Drunk he said its ethereal
He didn’t know it was ephemera
The ‘Maya’ of a Chimera,
The icon, the dream, the idol
Next morning they found him,
in a dark, dingy asylum.