Nameless

Sift and writhe through the dirt.
Little remains but our hurt.
Realms of lost fogotten mystery.
Weakened remnants of a once grand history.
And we are its people, subjugated.
Our chosen path cursed and desecated.
As a result we have been stripped.
Its as if our wings have been clipped.

Nameless.
Stripped to shadow.
Torn down from our highest highs.
Obliterated the chance at another rise.

Crawl through filth and endless mud.
Our once glorious home now barren crud.
Unravelled by a foreign evil.
When it is close you feel primeval.
Its as if a beast is gnawing your skin.
A feeling that is quite akin…
To being drawn and quartered.
Marginally better than being slaughtered.

Nameless.
Stripped to shadow.
Torn down from our highest highs.
Obliterated the chance at another rise.

Vicious, cruel, vile and hated.
Our betrayer is the essence of negativity.
Refuses to stop crushing neck with knee!

Nameless.
Now we revolt.
Nameless.
For freedom we do assault.
All the fears that have gone piercing through.
Nothing it tries will keep us from a new…
World, that is no longer impaled.
Setup and destined to be failed.
For elimination has come to pass.
We have returned to first from last!