re(do) of: Modern "Fake" — Requiem

Finite. An ending to the otherwise unending infinite. One such road does not end. It never has. Mankind holds no bearings to the machine, no hold to a purposeless creator. Remnants they are, man walks along the Ouroboros. Hope long became cinders. Held regardless. Dragged. Bygones. No one remembers Earth. No one old enough. Those who are do not speak of it. A silent coronach.