Desolation illuminating through Stagnant winds of restful song Murmuring praise to torturous death Regurgitating voices echo in form Spiraling cowards dead age Gray worms twist beneath the sod Swimming through the earth Furnished and pliable Martyrs and machines Offspring of technocracy Resisters of trifling reality Victims to eternal consistency Prehensile darkness, a vaporous chamber Without grief, an abating of pain released From debt swaying lifeforms Savor tradition Growing through you Becoming a part of you Fossilizing, antiquating Eternalized in the eyes of nothingness