Fury For The Masses VI

Fury for the masses neon pulses bleed into the damp air screens flicker frantic fireflies spitting chaos into living rooms, void! Each pixel is a distant mind bomb echoes of sirens shatter the night. Feel the heart of asphalt jungles where skyscrapers are tombstones for dreams buried in hashtags. Shadows reach, hungry n restless feasting on the memories of despair. A parade of facades ghosts behind the glass navigating a labyrinth of noise thick as smoke. Scroll past the bloodied headlines weaving threads of dread through the fabric of the mundane where hearts race with every ping each notification a flicker of the end… Fury for the masses… the knife's edge, we walk, bound to a world unraveling. Colors bleed monochrome as love is reduced to static n ashes, tears like ink wells in vast spaces words caught in a feedback loop. Desperate are voices muffle the roar of an endless stream the tide of information crashing against the shores of sanity. A cacophony of a Thousand Lives fury for the masses... The night whispers a lullaby of loss a haunting refrain. The fragility in the chaos a symphony of fury… Fury for the masses. And beneath the glossy façade light flickers, a candle in the storm fighting the shadows, reminding no one! The roar and the rage a cry for the masses ? in the silence of our reckoning.. Fury for the masses!