where are we?
what the hell is going on?
Struggling to breathe, the brunette crawled over to the thick-eyebrowed man. He needed someone, anyone, to get him through this...
the dust has only just begun to form
crop circles in the carpet
The blonde turned, and saw the brunette gasping for air. He picked him up and took a glimpse at his face-
sinking feeling
It was as pale as snow. Sweat coated it, bags were under his eyes, he looked all around terrible.
spin me round again
and rub my eyes,
"Heracles... Heracles, can you talk?"
this can't be happening
when busy streets a mess with people
would stop to hold their heads heavy
"It's... Getting... Arthur, I'm..."
hide and seek
trains and sewing machines
"... Dying..."
all those years
they were here first
The once proud Greece was perishing. The economy had gotten so bad, and his illness was spreading around Europe like wildfire. The weight on his shoulders must have been great, and Arthur knew he didn't have much time.
oily marks appear on walls
where pleasure moments hung before the takeover,
the sweeping insensitivity of this still life
"It hurts, Arthur... All of it. I don't know how long I have until...
hide and seek
trains and sewing machines (oh, you won't catch me around here)
"Don't talk, Heracles. You need your strength," said Arthur as he pulled Heracles up into a sort of hug that wouldn't be returned.
blood and tears (hearts)
they were here first
"No, please, Arthur, I can't, you know I ca-"
BANG
Mmmm whatcha say,
Mmm that you only meant well?
well of course you did
Mmmm whatcha say,
Mmmm that it's all for the best?
of course it is
Mmmm whatcha say?
Mmmm that it's just what we need
you decided this
whatcha say?
Mmmm what did she say?