Unending conflict
It is our making and destruction
The machination of man
Tearing through foundations
Left conditioned and numb
Content to pull insidious skin over
Tortured eyes
Fulfilled and blind
The rest, the waste are buried
No eulogies
No remembrance
There are no saviours
No restraining our past from devouring the present
No beginning that won't end us
Corrupted cold existence
Embedded by bankrupt voices and words
Spewing fear, echoed by instinct
We face the anguished truth
The beginning is the end
Bound within empty bodies
Captive in shells, obscure and imperfect
To wither
To acquiesce and obey
Is to wither
Birthed inside Unending conflict It is our making and destruction The machination of man Tearing through foundations Left conditioned and numb Content to pull insidious skin over Tortured eyes Fulfilled and blind The rest, the waste are buried No eulogies No remembrance There are no saviours No restraining our past from devouring the present No beginning that won't end us Corrupted cold existence Embedded by bankrupt voices and words Spewing fear, echoed by instinct We face the anguished truth The beginning is the end Bound within empty bodies Captive in shells, obscure and imperfect To wither To acquiesce and obey Is to wither Explain Request ×
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