Architects of what we sow
Architects of what we reap
Architects of what we know
Architects of what we seek
Look around
Cast a bloodshot, stunned gaze upon
A midden-strew woescape
And know emptiness
And know ennui
And know the bitter sorrow of
All-consuming abandonment
Resplendent
Empty
Megalithic
These colossal, tragic monuments to absence
That cast feeble shadows onto
The lifeless wastes around them
What once were shining temples
Now debasеd by a fathomless hunger
Strangled in dеcaying and warped spectres
Of wisdom long since befouled
The besmirched wreckage of prophecy
Stifling...corrupting...choking...
And again, I implore thee
As stagnant, sanguine ichor fills my eyes
As bleak tears stain a wretched visage
As if holding a mirror to this vignette
Guardian tombs to shepherd the meek
Palatial vaults to avarice speak
Glittering realms - hubris and disdain
To ash and dust and waste - revelation's stain
Look upon
These sad bastions of emptiness
These colossal, tragic monuments to absence
Stood unmoving - a ghastly facsimile of stoicism
Steeped in the echoes of pride now collapsed
And growing fainter with each dying
Second towards blessed oblivion
Architects of what we reap
Architects of what we know
Architects of what we seek
Look around
Cast a bloodshot, stunned gaze upon
A midden-strew woescape
And know emptiness
And know ennui
And know the bitter sorrow of
All-consuming abandonment
Resplendent
Empty
Megalithic
These colossal, tragic monuments to absence
That cast feeble shadows onto
The lifeless wastes around them
What once were shining temples
Now debasеd by a fathomless hunger
Strangled in dеcaying and warped spectres
Of wisdom long since befouled
The besmirched wreckage of prophecy
Stifling...corrupting...choking...
And again, I implore thee
As stagnant, sanguine ichor fills my eyes
As bleak tears stain a wretched visage
As if holding a mirror to this vignette
Guardian tombs to shepherd the meek
Palatial vaults to avarice speak
Glittering realms - hubris and disdain
To ash and dust and waste - revelation's stain
Look upon
These sad bastions of emptiness
These colossal, tragic monuments to absence
Stood unmoving - a ghastly facsimile of stoicism
Steeped in the echoes of pride now collapsed
And growing fainter with each dying
Second towards blessed oblivion
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