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The ailing penumbra

the membrane that divides

that which the senses are equipped to receive

and that which is far beyond the tolerance of the human mind

Nothing lasts forever does it now?

The scales of time are imbalanced now

(non-human rant)

Rituals, talismans, magics of all kinds

Draining over ages

The mystical essence that fuels the wall

and it’s about to fall

The veil declines

cracks arise

cosmic saliva drips from lips that shred dimensions

and lacerate time

you sucked it dry

you drained the sky

the membrane has ruptured

your plane is compromised

Demons, aliens, gods

Call them what you will

saviors, slavers

we no longer own the fantasy in which we're damned to dwell

Drain the sky

Restless, lay round

didn't need nothing an hour ago

once was a playground

Now where is the future I never found time to explore

who locked the door?

Useless, they found

an open gate and a field of swine

once was a playground

now it’s a hospice where futures line up to expire and die on the vine

Drain the sky

was it worth the price

could have had paradise

we seized every chance to make it hell