The Deviant - Descend

All their truths have been broken

The fundament was built on barren soil

The mist is clearing

Morning light’s breaking through the cracks

It’s getting apparent;

The landscape has changed

The color has faded

My smile is slowly failing

We’re out of justice

My smile is slowly failing

Their faces are blurred beyond recognition

It seems as if all their bodies have been eviscerated

No emotion

There is no motion

The mouse-wheel stopped long ago

There is no motion

My body is drid out

All my joints have corroded

My legs ar worn out:

Ruptured, surtured, ruptured again and again

The wounds dig deep

What is this feeling inside?