Aug 20, 2014
Scanthem
heartbeats in fingertips swallow reason like a cage with fire smothered by soot welcome to the grid beyond our dark ages without a torch and feeling by foot looking for the I in liberties eyes of glowing guilt-free and unconquered lies elated we rise from the darkness, burning souls crushing the mechanical chirp in the lilac groves our anthem as scant as fresh pulsating logs