for what lies there

orbit into a new moment
remain in glowing brightness
passing time as solemness breaks participation
into articulate crystals of expressions; how they deny

all this is as unquestionable as the deterioration of moral judgement
matters not what we feel

hypocritical speech elements
decays not our inner curiosities
and within these traders of lies and deception bury
a deep resentment for beauty, rhythm, and eternal sustenance

at each commencement of every new degeneration
an Atomic Dawn breaks the silent calm; Molecular Hang embalms
an already everlasting flaw
betray not my insatiable desires
needless to wonder a place
reason or time for what lies there awaits us