The ground is shaking.
This planet cracking open beneath us all.
Earth churning, grinding, burning.
Gases hissing, spitting, combusting.
Fires burning, unstoppable, unstoppable.
Pulsating thrum, the deafening roar.
The thousands, the millions begging for more.
The earth underground inciting a war.
More violent, more deadly than ever before.
City of fire, ceaseless hell.
Water evaporated, dried up pipe and well.
Those who had risen, then quickly fell.
Into this burning husk, this lifeless shell.
As the ground caves in and the soil sinks away.
Those who doubted are left with nothing to say.
Begging and pleading and kneeling to pray.
That their god that made them might return them to clay.
This chasm of burning and fire unending.
This pit of dying and death impending.
Those trapped within, their time they are spending.
Trudging the seconds away before their inevitable ending.
Mother to us all, exhausted and spent.
Submitting herself to a hopeless end.
Waiting for idiots and mongrels to declare.
That there still exists something better out there.
In this city of fire.
This burning husk.
This ceaseless hell.
released April 15, 2017
Tim - bass, vocals.
Crispin - drums, vocals.
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