Mesmur Abnegate
Vast lands, pale skies
Acid rain, twin moons
Frozen past, sealed fate
Anchored to a mass grave
Followed by nothing
But otherworldly unconsciousness
Mother of all has forsaken man
Ruins few and far between
Near extinct colonies remain
Clinging onto life like parasites
Knowing full well death is nigh
We die all alone in sadness
Emptiness, all that remains
Blackened, suns dissolve
Into the ether, that is our fate
Final breath, abnegate