day zero. time over. undress your pride.   dissect your horizon.   swallow your tie and look.   look all around you...   your paper universe as fragile as a house of cards.   where do you think you are?   oh yes, i forgot. behind your armoured-wood desk,   you're supervising the troops.   you simply crush the vermin   with a hit of heel ... but not yours.   behind your 3-piece tissue shield,   you're flooding your pockets. you simply shovel up   the returns with dirty hands ... but not yours.   and this path,   studded with brambles where you nudged my.   alone against fear and constraint...   in this formal tangle,   the rope round my neck always strangles stronger.   the blackout is falling down.   but the edge of the mirror is a knife.   and in a burst of freedom,    i spit on your unworthy honour.   oh yes, i forgot,   behind your golden failure, you're taking revenge.   through what you've always tried to become.   someone (SOMEONE)   but not you (BUT NOT YOU)