He stood before them cold and grave.
Martyr of the glitter age.
Everything he had, he gave.
Till there was nothing left to give.

No one seemed to understand
the character had killed the man.
A prison, now, what once began
as a way he could be free.

And as the fans assimilate
and miss the point entirely
a rockstar dies right up on the stage
like a rat in a cage.

How much could they want or need?
And How much more could he succeed
in failing to become the dream
they want desperately to believe?

Basking in the aftermath
all that he can do is laugh.
Funny, how a tragedy feels like comedy.

And as the cameras snap away
the flashing lights are capturing
a rockstar dying.