The night is still and overlit. No one even knows how close to d**h they are
They go about their days, not questioning all the faces they see on screens, telling truths
Hidden walls are covering the understated emergency, guiding all our cognition and our base desires
Blank expressions implying a calm, collected safety
Folded sheets of printing paper, empty words in telephones
Information of the undetermined. We all fall deeper into the hole
So many dying breaths obscured by shouting men, unnoticed by others, their warnings unheard
Still for a moment, just for a moment, take it in all together
Speak ever coldly and carry the smallest torch
While the world is crumbling beneath your feet, you will let it go