Vanity fair

You don’t believe in love
You don’t believe in life
What you want is a castle
Your own paradise

A place with no warriors
No battle angels either
Only subservient shadows
Distorted reflections

You don’t believe in beauty
You just believe in lies
You want to sit on the throne
To be the ruler of none

There are no knights
No kingdom either
Only vain figures
Bodies of pride

Within the walls
A single merchant
That only sells mirrors
In this vanity fair