as this iron wall falls on me
breaking every moving thing you see
turning all to blood and grey
the wiltering world did fade away
turnt to the past of death
now embracing the requiem mass sung by graceful silhouettes
spread across the ominous caskets all aloud
all screaming
all shouting
this day you meet God
deeper I go into calamity
meaning all the while
this death be my only certainty
for the world itself has chewed me out
I have nothing left
no mind with which to spout
ideas ego pride
nor vanity
there is nothing left
no more
nothing
yet now
I see
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