Apocalyptic skies shudder again
Abandoned havens cannot hide you (in time, Revelations will bleed black)
Feel the mechanical; the machine begins
The disillusionment churns, oxygen levels dissipate, blurring the lines

The air burns as acrid smoldering ash descends slow
Sanctuary flatlines as Death pulses & seethes with hot hornet's precision
Impending doom suffers the senses
Morality sustains this swell of ink

The boiling point is beyond reckoning
Moral sustainability is a laughable crux
All of these events lead me within the delirium cloud,
My senses deteriorate and implode as I process this diabolic conundrum

Acid bleaches your festering words,
Decades of soil now has come clean
Purgatory homes your silence the years have eviscerated
"All your words come out of your mouth like rotting teeth"
This exact moment of dread drains you