The Dawn is Hollow

Forbidden to see the evident

In fires immersive

Demolish the myth of permanence

Imprisoned by inward revulsion

The dawn is hollow

Failing to distinguish between life and death

The iconoclast's separation from meaningless decay

This adornment trivial when we will all burn

Deception interwoven in poisoned judgement

Transfixed by illumination

Last steps to withdrawal

The dust cannot settle as disorder persists

The iconoclast's separation from meaningless decay

This adornment trivial when we will all burn

Toward a bitter end

Reckoning with the aftermath

Of a future left wanting

What once was whole

Now shattered into pieces

Lacerations are the sign to relinquish

Foreshadow immiseration

Toward a bitter end

Unceasing dereliction

Unrelenting decline

Desolation is the arc of life's motion