Death Of Seasons


Of late it's harder just to go outside,

to leave this deadspace with hatred so alive.

Writhing with sickness, thrown into banality,

I decay.

Killed by the weakness, but forced to return.

Turn it off.

I watch the stars as they fall from the sky.

I held a fallen star and it wept for me,


I feel the fallen stars encircle me now,

as they cry.

Out there so quickly grows malignant tribes.

Posthuman extinction excels unrecognized.

Feeling surrounded, so bored with mortality,

I decay.

All of this hatred is fucking real.

Turn it on.

It won't be all right despite what they say.

Just watch the stars tonight as they disappear,


And I disintegrate

'cause this hate is fucking real.

And I hope to shade the world as stars go out

and I disintegrate.

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