Fading out from the stratosphere.
Little is left but destruction and fear.
Hung up on the tender hooks of doom.
Speak your mind or be swallowed.
Tyranny well come round again.
Kick your teeth in until you believe it to be pretend.
Semblance of sanity torn down to a thread.
Circling vultures glide high over head.
With eyes locked on a prize that can never be yours.
You counted backwards leaving your days now short.
With only a few pieces left in play.
Perforate this fading future.
Turn deceit into every day.
Yet all you do is walk among the reeds.
Dreading moments that might never come.
You drowned in heresy until these belts won’t stop anyone.
From bleeding out on floors meant for decor.
Pop pills for this disorder.
Sacrifice will knock at your proverbial door.
Welcome to endless slaughter.
Berate but do not separate.
Moments are fleeting.
Slot pieces back into place.
Fragments are festering with mountains of weakness.
Saturated until only specs do remain.
Turn up the pressure until all that ascends is what is inane.
Like a match to flame.
Damage has replaced sense and clarity.
Rationale has become disparity.
In minds made to corrupt and erode.
