Darkest Hour - An Ethereal Drain


Crossed out of our mindscapes 
we're frozen in the time 
stretched around your face a mask 
a clever disguise ever 
so enticing this corroding chemical synapse 
spawn of a beast 
an ethereal drain tatters on the brink 
burst into a cloud of spores 
explode into the atmosphere 
weaving our lives with chaotic design siphons 
what's left inside 
suppress us 
impress us with subtle delusions 
and life-like proportions 
bled into one another plagiarize 
our dreams 
a rift in eternity 
all encompassing within it's entirety.. 
baptized in fire 
leeching the underbelly 
tired traditions 
retired a discord within the choir 
so sing the praise with your noiseless voices and pass the blame in the age of distorted reality 
refined relief in chaos unleashed we find release

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