In this meteor shower I saw heaven’s steps and my demise
Apocalypse on high
Nevertheless I scraped together something worthwhile
In between the cracks from the sunrise
And the birthplace of my sunset

Twisted and scarred
Dejected
Marred
The flesh crept in oddities and rare type form simile
As colloquialisms bend spines and the linguistic upscale technological paradigm upheaval couldn’t read the irony in the sequel
As if it wasn’t made of its own evil