World Decayed

In this world decayed,

We are the last.

We are the doomed.

Welcome to the age of darkness:

Mankind’s manufactured misery,

A man-made brand of impending doom,

A self-inflicted ominous threat

Of greed and selfishness, slow and painful,

Until out of our Mother Earth’s screaming

Was birthed the immortal midnight.

The past is like a series of haunted dreams.

The present is emptiness.

But in the barren landscapes of wasteland reflections,

Infectious insanity

Dancing in our minds like a creepy weirdo,

Perhaps we can hang onto that fading hope

That the future is more than an apocalyptic sunset.

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