It's Easier to Rust
We take something designed to be beautiful and degrade it into dust
We ruin ourselves because we’re under the impression that we must
If it’s accepted by the populace, the why stand up if it’s easier to rust?
The world’s twisted tendrils of the comprehension of humanity works not for, but against everyone’s sanity
From ashes we came
to ashes we’ll return
but I won’t be caught in iron oxide
I, and a select few others, will adjourn
