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Come down red rain. Its corrosion is eternal

I sit and wait, wait for death to claim me

Hope no more

Man made monsters consumed and returned to mother

What once was

Hollow days to taste death in sleep. Lost forgotten dreams

In the grasp of nature

Metal limbs reaching out for naught

Suffocating, oxidized. We embrace our seasons of rust

The end draws near. I stand alone

The final pages are empty, and the ink run dry

Vines to the sky. Rip them down

Bury the hubris of man under root and stone

Death comes to me in the shadows

An empty shell all that she finds

Devoid of will in a tomb made of flesh

Delivering silent demise

Will of the wild, naturalia

Reclaiming the throne of the earth

Towers are swallowed by growth and decay

A portrait of humankind's worth

Lost forlorn

Blood red rain drops pool before me

Echoes of dreams consumed

In the grasp of nature

Metal limbs reaching out for naught

Suffocating, oxidized. We embrace our seasons of rust