Cast of Static and Smoke
The five awaken from their slumber Blinded by visions of the elements of life Leading to a scorched earth A crows nest shrouded in metal and rust Even scraps fear nothingness I've seen blackened, deserted shores Calling me, whispering lore Is uncertainty safer than security? Life reduced to moments powered on, flickering " Prodigal, Machinery, Crawling Back to the Devil I Know Tricked Out. A Workaround For Free Will Got What We Thought We Wanted. What We Thought We Knew Touched The Wires Together Wade Through The Yellow Waters And Then The Rust / And Then The Rust / The Death Of Us Freedom / Corrosion / Death By Determinism I’m Going Back To The Cage That Knows What’s Best For Me Throw Myself At Their Feet And Cease To Dream" The five return to their slumber
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026
Carbon bodies Ash up to your knees Toiling for years Algae blooms Swell and spread Choking our air Dark towers Shroud these walls Dusk settles Seeds linger after droughts They linger Baptized in the river Of metallic sludge Sinking to the bottom Give in What if the end never comes Baptized in the river In waves i'll meet you at the edge Sinking to the bottom Drowning in waves Circling the drain Find me (cycle is interrupted) Numb and broken Floating with the current (desperate to find a future)
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026
Take heed- You dare spread the destruction from whence you came Take heed- You who share frame & limb with those who breathe Take heed- You whose youth shall quiver before our breadth Ive felt the mass of a fractured world Bear down upon my diminished branches Take heed- All that has been lost you lost was ours to claim Take heed- All that has been lost you lost is yours to blame Seeds linger after droughts There is no lingering distance between you and death Life blooms after doubts Your kind has done nothing
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026
Moth floating High above Wings scorched Limbs singed (sky) Withered evergreen Lacking air The end Came swiftly (in) Crooked lips Wavered fealty Laugh amid The wreckage (descend) We pebbles Formed mountains Gained arrogance Shattered back (pieces) Cracked bleeding hands (the sky) No longer carve stone (descends) Water exists as (the end) Our only sculpter Cracked bleeding hands (cast of) Of soil and ore (static) Of carbon and steel (smoke) Of fortress and conquest
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 13, 2026