S’efforcer - 72 Hours

72 HOURS Helpless hands reach from the earth, Unwillingly set in their graves. A process of deconstruction Piece by piece, forever disassembled. Suit and tie, veiled in a moral façade. Eclipsed inside a self-righteous paradox, Where we trade skin and bone, for the hate on the tongue of a child made alone. Sync to the sounds of depravity Asleep in a war machine, lulled in an abstract slumbering, Descend into endless sleep, as the lantern burns eternally. Have we constructed the edge of c