Listening: The Fifth Galaxy

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Fingers of rust gently intertwine
Lace the seams of sacrifice in beautiful decline
Catalysis of creations of all that was mankind
Pull our corruption towards nature,
The state that's predefined

Rust forms, bringing it all down
Wood rots, and into the ground
Flesh falls; life's decomposed
Then nature's again exposed

All that floats upon the sea, all that hangs in the air
All that sits in dust or dirt eventually ensnared
The gentle touch of time will take you unaware
Pulling all creations down, an elegant affair

Rust forms, bringing it all down
Wood rots, and into the ground
Flesh falls; life's decomposed
Then nature's again exposed

Rust forms, bringing it all down
Wood rots, and into the ground
Flesh falls; life's decomposed
Then nature's again exposed

Pleasant patina pulls apart a holy copper shrine
Like gently creeping mossy claws, scarring all divine
All the things you think you value, including the gift of life
Slowly, gently fall apart, until the world is right

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