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Lust for mourning seas

Dust, decay and misery

War, destroyer of time

revelling in the muck and the grime

Rage, unmotivated seed

Caged an unearthly need

Landscapes becoming numb

Unrecognisable from where we've come

Orion

The Darkfell

An all encompassing poseidon

A knowledge forgotten

Structures of destruction

The falling of the bourgeoisie

in honour of a selfish decree

A blackened stain

A crooked cross

An empty pew

An empire lost

A fallen steeple

A hopeless people

A lie with unsurmountable cost

Dynamic of power has shifted

This is the time

This is the hour

We piss on the face of a lie and control and

embrace the demise of a god

The centre cannot hold

We are the left that are watching it all burn down

The left and the right and the right and the wrong

have melded into nothing

A fascistic existence, but free from the shackles

of old ideations

The shadows have changed and the chaos that reigns

is a blessed distraction from ancient desires