Drift
Carried on the thick dead air
To the hollowed place
Where the lights swallow the sky
Empty vessels roam splintered grounds
Driven by a distant pulse
Blood fed through jagged veins
Driven by echoes
And here I stand
The last heirs of deception
Have rusted away
And here I stand
Monolith of indulgence
A beacon of failure


compositores: CHRISTOPHER ALFIERI, NICHOLAS THORNBURY
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