The Reclamation - Hollow Earth

Beyond the grey skies and scorched horizons lies the distant echo of expired

anthems, overshadowed by the sound of gun shots and mortar blasts abruptly

followed by the stirring silence

This is the end of our industrial reign

In war torn lands stripped of any order exists only the will to survive

A merciless struggle with death’s relentless threat continually at bay

The over privileged lives now stripped of all comforts and conveniences

The illusion of safety completely dismantled in the absence of hope,

in the absence of god

With casualties increasing the body count piles higher

The sight of corpses burning, ammunition control and the rise of militias

The illusion of safety completely dismantled, widespread panic and fear run

rampant

The illusion of safety completely dismantled in the absence of hope,

in the absence of god

This is the end of our industrial reign

Beyond the grey skies and scorched horizons lies the distant echo of expired

anthems

Blood will rain from the sky as the earth prepares its final reclamation