Abundance!
Satisfied with life.
Grown integrity flourished.
Dreaming as the days go by.
Fading as the voices cry.
Impregnable conscience.
Memories I recall today, the time to come clears them away.
The striving goes on.
I remain untouched, parted from all constraint.
Still it haunts me phantom-wise.
Echoes fade and memories die by the hand that grasped away a once presupposed life.
Breakdown.
Dreams burn in the void.
From man, to machine, to victim.
Parted by force.
Dark clouds cast over the frontline .
Blood taints the sand .
Fragments & chaotic views roam through the trenches.
Is this reality?
Ear-clenching noise above .
Recollections make way for the encompassing fall of darkness..
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Abundance!
Satisfied with life.
Grown integrity flourished.
Dreaming as the days go by.
Fading as the voices cry.
Impregnable conscience.
Memories I recall today, the time to come clears them away.
The striving goes on.
I remain untouched, parted from all constraint.
Still it haunts me phantom-wise.
Echoes fade and memories die by the hand that grasped away a once presupposed life.
Breakdown.
Dreams burn in the void.
From man, to machine, to victim.
Parted by force.
Dark clouds cast over the frontline .
Blood taints the sand .
Fragments & chaotic views roam through the trenches.
Is this reality?
Ear-clenching noise above .
Recollections make way for the encompassing fall of darkness..
Satisfied with life.
Grown integrity flourished.
Dreaming as the days go by.
Fading as the voices cry.
Impregnable conscience.
Memories I recall today, the time to come clears them away.
The striving goes on.
I remain untouched, parted from all constraint.
Still it haunts me phantom-wise.
Echoes fade and memories die by the hand that grasped away a once presupposed life.
Breakdown.
Dreams burn in the void.
From man, to machine, to victim.
Parted by force.
Dark clouds cast over the frontline .
Blood taints the sand .
Fragments & chaotic views roam through the trenches.
Is this reality?
Ear-clenching noise above .
Recollections make way for the encompassing fall of darkness..