In the limelight we see dark shadows forming

In the limelight

it feels good

all eyes are on you

they peer

into your eyes

and it feels good too

but what are they seeing

what does your heart hold

are you warm to the touch

or bitterly cold

what are you wearing

that expression is vain

your vanity really

bound up in some pain

for what the eye sees

on your person is fur

the skin of  dead souls

that really once were

alive! yes and kicking

enjoying the day

till the soldiers of fortune

the trappers held sway

leaving contraptions

to trap and deny

those innocent beauties

the freedom to ply

the forests, the fields

where life took them, they

had the right to be there

on that fateful day

where the spiteful

whose purpose

was utter deceit

left his vile calling card

the darkest of cheat

Madonna the limelight

has blinded you, and

the souls who were slaughtered

who lie on the land

they kicked for a moment

looked up at the sky

coughed up some blood

and then they did die

and you wear their death

and it shows in your face

for your beauty is covered

by utter disgrace