"And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening"
Watchmen
Rain on asphalt
Summer in the city
Watchful eyes in a distant alley
Gleaming polaris from a conquered past
Nine squares by nine squares
Story left untold
Panzer brigades on parade
Cheap generals whiskey on a foreign bedstand
Rain on hollow windows
With colours of Never
Aching dawn of breaking hearts
Always forming a meaning to
Human existence in burning darkness
Arguments of nation
Breakdown of two
One fear what it doesn't know
Another fear what it learned
None shakes hands
Rain on unhollow point
Gods word in spiraling paths
Holding the secret of fire
Heating engines, disposable steam
One to five and one is death
And we're five minutes past
One word is another word
One world is another world
Yet divinity divide
And heated illumination solves
The past, the future and the present
Rain on metal frames
Concrete blocks
The pasts shadow splashed on a wall
A broken TV without a dead channel
Forever silenced