The plague is upon us
Virus in my veins
A desert for some
An oasis for others
As blood turns to rain
Passing through like a stone-cold knife
To enter the lungs we think it's only begun
Asphyxiation of a nation
That wasn't prepared
With people dying in care
As we dig our head into the sand
All our needs enforcing us
To trap ourselves in selfish acts
We know we need to stand together
Yet we seem to drag each other down
Watching the collapse of common culture
Like a common cold or vulture
Picking at what's left of nothing
And it's foul
Emphatic and forceful
Thе earth has lungs
They're black and dеcrepit
Our absence will breath
Life as empires die
We dine
Upon its corpse
As humanity dies
The trees and the vines
Start to thrive
Ten years later I sit here alone
I ponder on thoughts that make me feel like home
Immunity won't bring me purity
Snow spheres cascading upon my face
A cold dark place where I'm aging alone
No family or friends to hold onto
We reap what we sow
My god is bleak
The hangman's knot
Is where I'll sleep
Forever
Screaming in fear as the figure appears
In the flitter of light that erupts from the sky
The stairways will bleed in the blink of an eye
Just to blossom the will of chaotic designs
Bitterness digesting
Infernal carnage
Infernal caskets
Time turns these worlds
And works of art
A blossomed tree
Who's leaves will depart
The bark to be carved
In an ark like my heart
As a harp
Stings gently humming
Some beautiful notes
Emotions are running
And I'm losing hope
I hope
That the world can be free
From toxic humanity
Virus in my veins
A desert for some
An oasis for others
As blood turns to rain
Passing through like a stone-cold knife
To enter the lungs we think it's only begun
Asphyxiation of a nation
That wasn't prepared
With people dying in care
As we dig our head into the sand
All our needs enforcing us
To trap ourselves in selfish acts
We know we need to stand together
Yet we seem to drag each other down
Watching the collapse of common culture
Like a common cold or vulture
Picking at what's left of nothing
And it's foul
Emphatic and forceful
Thе earth has lungs
They're black and dеcrepit
Our absence will breath
Life as empires die
We dine
Upon its corpse
As humanity dies
The trees and the vines
Start to thrive
Ten years later I sit here alone
I ponder on thoughts that make me feel like home
Immunity won't bring me purity
Snow spheres cascading upon my face
A cold dark place where I'm aging alone
No family or friends to hold onto
We reap what we sow
My god is bleak
The hangman's knot
Is where I'll sleep
Forever
Screaming in fear as the figure appears
In the flitter of light that erupts from the sky
The stairways will bleed in the blink of an eye
Just to blossom the will of chaotic designs
Bitterness digesting
Infernal carnage
Infernal caskets
Time turns these worlds
And works of art
A blossomed tree
Who's leaves will depart
The bark to be carved
In an ark like my heart
As a harp
Stings gently humming
Some beautiful notes
Emotions are running
And I'm losing hope
I hope
That the world can be free
From toxic humanity
( Voidweaver )
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