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withering.
Wrought
from postulate cries
This is
The end of days
A plague
of the postulant
Far too late
to make a change
Moral chains
withered by rust
Avarice
charred bone dust
Nuclear detonation
Releases us
from our deprevation
False idols
Mental chains
holding you in place
Too much fear inside
to ever face
The unforgiving
brutal truth
That inside
they are just
as dead as
you
© JGoicoechea
from postulate cries
This is
The end of days
A plague
of the postulant
Far too late
to make a change
Moral chains
withered by rust
Avarice
charred bone dust
Nuclear detonation
Releases us
from our deprevation
False idols
Mental chains
holding you in place
Too much fear inside
to ever face
The unforgiving
brutal truth
That inside
they are just
as dead as
you
© JGoicoechea
