all hope flew out there on the lonely plains

destroyed my deepest feelings towards

survival mode kept roaring its ugly head

emotions searching escaping narrow mountain paths

its littered with filth climbing fits but please dont sink

we took that weightless battle straight by the horns

wrestling waves of depression sending them through transactions

reaching a strongroom soon to be demolished

no stone will ever withstand the force of a malleable mind

kindly presenting a smartly drawn blueprint

the devil is in those little brittle details

 

flags of our ancestors turned to stormy white alkaline.