Strongholds built to last
Monuments of past glories
Projecting the illusion
Of a never-ending progress
This pride encouraged by deception
The mark of everlasting belief
In human, infinitude
It feels that eons could pass
And nothing would change
That this strength would last
But rust will prevail
Rust prevails
It doesn't matter how entrancing it is
This sense of eternity
It doesn't matter how entrancing it is
The fantasy of endlessness
The time marches on
As memories fade
And ruins spread
It feels that eons could pass
And nothing would change
That this strength would last
But rust will prevail
Rust prevails
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