Rust of Coming Ages - Serenity

Behold the artifacts of old

You never saw their virgin glance

Held in creating hands unknown

Exposed to oxidation, slow disintegration leaving trace (corroding for all days)

Anything shining bright today

Will undergo this certain decay

How many ages have to come and go until we know all we create has to fade?

When the never still assembly line subsides to shine what will remain?

Now it is the same old tale again

The egoistic fail to see it’s not their private history

Once caught by this seduction

Follows deconstruction of our world (and millions lie unheard)

Anyone breathing light today

Will undergo this certain decay

How many ages have to come and go until we know all we create has to fade?

When the never still assembly line subsides to shine what will remain?

No machinery (we pave)

And no HDD (our way)

Was ever built to spin eternally (…liquid crystal dismay…)

In the tombs of stone (beyond)

Any servant drone (below)

Is just a remnant found beneath the bone (beneath the bone)

How many ages have to come and go until we know all we create has to fade?

When the never still assembly line subsides to shine what will remain?