Artifacts of a Burning World
Lay me down
Cold black earth seeps into my skin
Lay this soil
The only way we all become the same

All I create, dust in dirty water
All I see, faceless just like me
All I hear, murmurs from an empty space
All I am, a husk of life

Can't escape with your identity intact
Recognize the status quo, perverting the facts
Can't begin to live without looking back
Wasting away in this cell, complacency masked

Biding my time
Waiting for the moment
When I'll have the autonomy
To ease the pain

And yet it all feels so distant
Turning meaningful moments
To a waste of my time
Artifacts of a burning world
Orbiting a burning sun

We'll all burn as well
Useless echoes undone