God Left The World (Iteration III)

Glass in the soil and blood in the wheat, Sirens sing hymns in a cycled repeat. Pavement cracks like a serpent’s skin, Truth was a war, and silence did win. We built our peace on a loaded gun, Danced in the dark till the dawn came undone. The oceans dried, the banners unfurled— And none were surprised when God left the world. Hands reach out from cathedral flame, Ashes remember, but none speak the name. Hope is a market that’s priced in despair, We bought our thrones and sold the air. We built our peace on a loaded gun, Danced in the dark till the dawn came undone. The oceans dried, the banners unfurled— And none were surprised when God left the world. Cold is the echo that lives in the wires, Dreams smothered slow in electric fires. Faces glitch under flickering signs, The soul’s gone blind from reading the lines. We built our peace on a loaded gun, Danced in the dark till the dawn came undone. The oceans dried, the banners unfurled— And none were surprised when God left the world. Steel in the wind and smoke in the veins, Laughter that gnaws at the edge of the sane. Time leaks out through a fractured dome, We’re kings of the dust, but we die alone.