Century Erasure
The hottest day in history
We are not asleep
Encased in endless night
Our refinement degenerates
And we are nowhere
Every boundary
we've marked for ourselves becomes obsolete
Wipe the slate clean
To the beginning
And this time there is no return
We steal weakness and devour them
As the the cold sets in
We ensnare ourselves in our own submission to the subtle
trappings of our conveniences
