Leaden Clouds in My Lungs

This air is filled with leaden clouds Each single breath is heavier Than the one before Moments on earth Contaminated fields Almost as big as 9 seas Had fallen from the skies And still they celebrate The creators of our time Cybernetic scums Old useless shells This air is filled with the an unfamiliar stench Of the great death of all human souls Grey rain.. Morning only for birds... The time... It stopt Suddenly as it had started Aeons ago... Smell the ancient revenge... See the gods descending In a light known from the myths All is still 'Cos there is nothing but a burial ground But no tears to wash the tombs ...no human eyes detected.. All is free... Again...