Artwork by Joel Keightley
Video by Cloud Music Typography
Hope for Isolation
Dream of revelation
Statues fall, we're crumbling apart.
These wormholes in my being, we're punished for simply dreaming.
As waves cripple our minds into abyss.
Reborn we come together falling short
Reaching, beware of the gateway to salvation.
Resurrection is alie.
Do not return to the holy light it's cursed.
From birth we are divided
Forced to live a hollow existence.
Resurrection is a lie.
There's no need to satisfy the greed of your oppressors.
Royalty can't empathise.
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