Friday, March 26, 2010

There's a king on a thrown with his eyes drawn out, there's a blind man looking for a shadow of doubt
There's a rich man sleeping on a golden bed, there's a skeleton choking on a crust of bread

King of Pain by the Police....these lyrics always create very vivid and somewhat gruesomely unnerving images in my mind. But they're powerful words, the contrasts starkingly brutal.

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