Industrial desolation

"There was a King of Liang -- a king of wondrous might --
Who kept an open palace, where music charmed the night --

Since he was Lord of Liang a thousand years have flown,
And of the towers he builded yon ruin stands alone.

There reigns a heavy silence; gaunt weeds through windows pry,
And down the streets of Liang old echoes, wailing, die."

(L.A. Cranmer-Byng in Desolation)
Herstal (B)

Empty chairs at empty tables


“Phantom faces at the window, 
Phantom shadows on the floor, 
Empty chairs at empty tables where my friends will meet no more. 
Oh my friends, my friends don’t ask me 
what your sacrifice was for 
Empty chairs at empty tables 
Where my friend will sing no more.”

(Les Miserables in Empty chairs at empty tables)
Voroux-Goreux (B)

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