Testo Of Steel And Stone

Stirred by the sound of death ringing in my ears. Expelled from the ether [and] cast back down to this wasteland, among fallen remains [and] coalescing shades of grey. I stare vacantly, my eyes diffuse. Only barren land, my forlorn grave. Rising from the ash, monolithic, towering above these ruins. I feel its pull, some strange magnetism drawing me to its core. The cull of steel and stone. I falter beneath its looming shadow with each painful step I endure. Skyward and silent, disparaged and abandoned; nothing as it seemed. I feel myself unravelling. Sorrow flows through me as her voice resounds through distant whispers. As I reach the summit, step out on the edge, look down with labored breath and embrace the end. Before I seal my fate, one final glance at a lifeless world. The outlying distance defies all logic. Eyes frozen in wonder. I stare beyond fallen remains and coalescent shades of grey, where signs of life abide. Where signs of life abide, beyond the fallen remains