Strict shadows blur insatiably

The pale flower wilts fatally

It's all in my head, ferocious bliss

I'll never get sick of this, it's my bless

We're treading water in a heated blur

Just to stumble upon what we already no longer were

Once sharp shadows now blurred into a strange proxy of you

Your world removed

Your world removed

Lost futures, billows of a toxic smoke

The last to starve will be the first to choke

The last to starve

Confronted with what we're meant to be

With an orphan unconscious, a gallery

In forming forms, and making matter

I return the Earth

Imitate intensity

Find chemical release

If I take a breath, you'll suffocate

On the mass of acetonic waste

If my thoughts are the maze that will bend in her gaze then there's no saving grace, the decision is made

The world we lost is now gone with our ways

But like everything else, it will be replaced

The portal opens wide, we've been eclipsed

The great divide is our viciousness

A privileged position wrapped up in delusion

Strict shadows now bend worlds

Upon worlds

Bend this world

Confronted with what we're meant to be

Confronted with what we'll never be

With a life that none of us will see

In forming forms, and making matter

I return the earth

Imitate intensity

Find chemical release

We have been lost in this

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