The burning embers of anger
The black mold of despair
The dry rot of loneliness
This house is coming down

The landlord seems distant

See the dust and cobwebs
Of empty stagnation
See the crumbling facade
Of pointless neglect
This house is coming down

Abandoned property

See the clapboard windows
Of blind conceit
See the overgrown weeds
Of pointless life
This house has fallen down