The darkest night lingers in time
The highest form of nature's thorn,
Pricks the caverns of all our sides.
Motionless and helpless; the walls in Which were sent to destroy
All of our kingdom's flaws and
All of our destined time,
Does eventually fall.
How am I determined? against a shine
of undisputed glory? huh?
How am I figured? into a structure of
the misguided and misfunctional?
The highway is weighing heavy
and the massacre is done.
I wonder where I'm heading?
Am I in time, a spectacle?