Alter

So bigger and brighter
The lights here wink and wander over
Glassed hallowed domains

We worked and wondered
We had aches we fretted after
Steel lives

That we could heal with smiles
But you were always scarred
And you still fester

Nothing about you is in harmony
Nothing is holy
Instead only a great grey sheen masks

What is living from what is no more
And you are grandiloquent
In your praise for me and mine

But you still mark time with gnashing teeth
You bastion of hoary dreamscapes
Rot in your style of hell.