Where Shadows Claim Their Names

A cycle of poems «This Is How We Disappear»

Steel and fire burn the night,
Wires pulse with broken light,
Cold machines begin their reign,
Where shadows claim their names in pain.

Choking smoke and sparks that flare,
Darkness twists the iron air,
Voices rise, a ghostly choir,
Fueling rage and cold desire.

Where shadows claim their names in steel,
Bound in chains that never heal,
Fallen gods and fate conspire,
In the depths of burning fire.

Echoes grind through fractured bone,
Metal hearts turn blood to stone,
Silent cries in harsh machine,
Lost within a world unseen.

Choking smoke and sparks that flare,
Darkness twists the iron air,
Voices rise, a ghostly choir,
Fueling rage and cold desire.

Where shadows claim their names in steel,
Bound in chains that never heal,
Fallen gods and fate conspire,
In the depths of burning fire.

Iron veins and shattered dreams,
Breaking through mechanical screams,
Silent wars beneath the skin,
Beneath the noise, the dark grows thin.

Cold metal grips the fading soul,
Machines consume to make us whole,
In this forge of death and pain,
Only shadows dare remain.

Silent steel cuts through the flame,
Endless ghosts with nothing to claim,
Where shadows carve their lasting scars,
Bound forever to the blackened stars.