Structural Collapse

Structural collapse…
It’s guiding me unhindered,
Down this spiraled-path,
Is this your world?
They spit in your mouth,
A greedy horde,
Seeking moments of doubt,

A beautiful curse…
The image of man,
A flame that burns bright,
Right ‘til the end…
They’ve buried themselves,
In the most bitter of hate,
Condemning themselves,
They’re damning their fate,

Still following this path…
So nervous, still further,
Down toward empty space,
Is this your world?
The weak eaten by fiends?

A greedy horde…
No place to believe.

A beautiful curse…
The image of man,
A flame that burns bright,
Right ‘til the end…
They've buried themselves,
In the most bitter of hate,
Condemning themselves,
They’re damning their fate, 

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