Writhing in our death
Everyday one closer to an uneventful end
Sacrificed to a parasite
Breathing us all in
Like maggots waiting for signs of rotting
Slowly devouring
In time we will all disappear
Time will swallow us
The great creation
Rebuilt again and again
Our mark covered over
Buried in tomorrow's wake
A path to lead us to the gallows
To sever the remains of this embrace
The last of our honest breaths stolen from our lungs
Our voice is but a whisper now
To those who bound our hands
This conquest is yours to suffer alone
There is nothing pure
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