Sit in the corner, shaded and safe, but you know if the light touches you, you will disintegrate. Alone on the wooden steps, you inhale dust. You're kept in the darkness, stops you from turning into a pile of burnt rust. You built this building, once in the darkness. The fading eruption, the finishing song. Darkness is safe, darkness is safe. The water we give you, absorbs into your dead roots. With shade and nurture, you won't revive. Accepting the fact, you're no longer alive. You built this building, once in the darkness. The fading eruption, the finishing song. You built it, shriveled up. Wasn't it dark enough? The fading eruption. Darkness is safe. *
