Behind each and every door
Microcosms of a bigger war
A constant burning to the ground
Fires being passed around
This land - absorbing skin
The sky - forever darkening
The memories in crypts
All mirrored in the nucleus
And mirroring
And so the light will bend
But our cursed souls cannot ascend
To anything
The days blow past
The echoes blast
And we try to cling
Ghosts upon ghosts
Clinging to their creaking hosts
In the echoes of our home
In the fault lines in our broken bones
And out in the streets
Over rubble just as underneath
And they're clawing at the sun
Making shades of everyone
And everything
And so the light will bend
But our cursed souls cannot ascend
To anything
The years blow past
The echoes blast
And we try to cling