Fallen Idols

Short tribute to Chris Cornell and Chester Bennington

Another idol gone too soon

Neither fame nor fortune

Could quell their gloom

We followed you into the desert

And despite your profession to millions

In the end it does matter

And though your myriad of fans 

May feel numb

And though your myriad of fans

May feel like they're getting consumed

By a black-hole sun

We will always miss your rousing sight

And through your art you will remain

Eternal