Misery Signals Everything Will Rust
IN THE TRENCHES AFTER WAR OUTSIDE THE FACTORIES HIDDEN IN THE ARCHITECTURE MIMICKING THE ANGLES EVERYTHING WILL RUST IN THE TIME IT TAKES TO LIFT MY BEST LAID PLANS FROM THE RIVERBED EVERYTHING WILL RUST DESPITE THE FEAR THAT I FEEL THERE IS STILL ENOUGH LOVE TO BURY US I'VE COME HERE TO WORSHIP AND SCRAPE MY NAILS INTO THE STONE HOPING TO LEAVE MY MARK A MESSAGE TO MY HEIR ARE YOU LISTENING TO THE WISDOM SURROUNDING YOU
