A herd of doleful, squinting sheep
Lined the subterranean labyrinth
And hearkened to the roars
Of a modern leviathan
Charging like the impetuous billows
From whence a swirl of purple haze
Scattered like the dungeon rats.
The percussions of life never ceased
Stirring the psychedelic, jangling cacophony of
Relentless thirst for fame, mammon, and lust –
Echoing through the ether of vanity.
The swelling buds of excess avarice
Never quenched but bloomed
To the ultimate perdition’s delight.
Terminal station: UNKNOWN
Next station: FUTURE
“Those who quest for the Holy Grail
Please hold on to your faith
And do not change trains
At this station.”
Eddy Guitar Wen-Yuen Chen (陳文元)
Copyright © 2007
英語系研究所教學組
Blog: http://blog.xuite.net/eddyguitar/music
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- Oct 01 Mon 2007 00:53
A Portrait of the MRT Station
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