The moribund above, parasites, exacerbating the vessel
Devoid of aptitude, to feed the subterranean
The sorrow, the echoes of the dead and gone
The deteriorating 'aneath, futile trial to manifest
A chance on the crust, from the neverending captivity
Impoverished!
Tales of a desperate past, told via the falling leaves
Dry and decay, parasite, exacerbating the vessel
...and the life far above and beyond!
No anchor, no way out, no life below.
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Maybe it's the broken hourglass, time animosity
To rise with the rising steam, be one with the ether
Maybe it's nature's way of declaring extinction of my kind
Devolution, It's over on this plane!