Uprising – Featuring Callum McLaughlin

Prison of flesh and blood, bars of broken bone

Long forgotten whispers flow on tainted blood

In with the tide as dawn incites the memories

The world battered, every dot of poison creeps in

Drifting now in the dull ache of a barren dusk

A former light, the feast for toxic tongues

Open eyed, thirsty, they listen as if drawn

By a lie so believable, fiction surreal

Themelancholy afterglow, concealed from lifeless eyes

Unbearable burdens, born of vicious verse

Will our verse become as their raucous cries?

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