and then, the water

once the songs of wisdom are sung
and the king sleeps with the pawns
the dust settles on the carnage
the curtain falls, the fat lady yawns

once the rats have eaten through
the bitter heart of the beast
the sun has set and we are waiting
a thousand eyes glued to the east

once the stars have done their dance
supernovas dimmed to sparks
and we're left in dark caves
decorating walls with our marks

And then shall come the water, love
to wash it all away
And what a story it would be
to tell another day
--

*chomp*