An open wound that will never close...
Echos of winter that caress these aching bones...

Cursed feet dredge this barren sea of broken souls
Festering in time against a torrential downpour
The dust cries out as the ground below us moves
An entropic dreamscape where the trees have lost their hue

Every root is left in rupture
Every stone left in disarray
Every child left a leper
Every temple is left in chains

Will we let this legacy define us?
Will we let these broken paths guide us?

Sell your father to the kings, oh Judas
And watch as he bleeds and cries out to you
Let the floods consume your empty tomb
Where you collapse and return, ash to ash, womb to womb

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