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Rust whispers soft, in a dying tone,
Walls breathe the ache of dreams alone.
Steel hearts cracked, their pulse long gone,
In the belly of silence, the shadows moan.
Once a roar, now a hollow hum,
Every echo reminds us what we've become.
Broken gears and forgotten lines,
A requiem sung through the cracks of time.
Lay me down where the engines died,
In a tomb of progress, where hope once thrived.
The weight of the world in a cold steel frame,
Built by our hands, undone by the same.
The air tastes heavy, like oil and grief,
Every corner hides another thief.
Dreams were stolen, burned in the flame,
All that remains is the sound of blame.
Chains that bind, they echo deep,
A ghost’s lullaby where the workers sleep.
Ashes fall like tears from the past,
Every turn reminds us nothing lasts.
Lay me down where the engines died,
In a tomb of progress, where hope once thrived.
The weight of the world in a cold steel frame,
Built by our hands, undone by the same.
Iron cries in the dead of night,
A mournful dirge for the fading light.
We carved our names in stone and steel,
But time wears down what we thought was real.
Lay me down, let the silence sing,
In the grave of a world we tried to bring.
Cold and hollow, this empty shell,
Built our heaven, but left our hell.