Fall star - crash;
And shed your light in ribbons upon the dirt.
Covered in slime and shit; mutiny and greed; all sins -
a bold perturbing circle of despair.
Knee-deep, sinking through it's density,
Irate with disgust and horror,
Built upon need and disappointment,
Our shoulders bear weight -
Dear God! Even you would stumble and slip
and fall - without redemption.
It is with malice that we ache,
with hate and pain and blood,
all spilling from us, equal; as we are in our toils.
But with it all comes perseverance
And sweat; grit and will; iron clad.
Torture and want breeding need and endurance,
So that in the finality of this doomed machine -
We will drag the light of the world upon us
And unbind ourselves from Hell and suffering.