Dull windows
Deliver no lights
Under the soft cinders
The dimming of life
We crawl in cold canyons
Deep cuts between
The giants still standing
Over rabid ravines
Still city sleeps
In sheets of ash and snow
Grey sky it weeps
Over the fading glow
Are we the lucky ones?
Clinging onto life
Are we the lucky ones?
Ducking out of the lines of sight?
The last few leaves
windows
weeps
vampires
taking
favour
grave
these
cells
fortune
mercies
between
leadership
concrete
deliver
cinders
ducking
state
unstable
giants
sight
dimming
waiting
veins
canyons
clinging
still
frozen
knife
dividing
scars
fading
lucky
crawl
leaves
lights
lines
ravines
journeys
purge
rabid
empire
seems
standing
sheets
sleeps
small
surge
their
finding
submit
under
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