An Empty City - All for Nothing

we built a monument for those who had perished and all fallen from cliff hatred and brutality too desperate to glow in the lonely limbo the only treasure is the vicious throne made by bones they care about nothing striving to build a gravestone endless consume the dead where is your so-called god is who walks on the body again and again wisdom foresight god none so self-devoted as you hiding when pestilence comes where you’ve gone I see this rope around my neck the forced burn of youth like I’m meant to decay nothing but a suicide thought boiling inside my brain cogitation on the contents of the scriptures brings me to hole coward where is your so-called god is who walks on the body again and again all for nothing none so self-devoted as you none as you knot after knot in the rope I will leave a letter to tell one thing our faith was all for nothing nothing to come back no