Freezing… Then Wind Blows

Under shade of the new moon
The hungry gather
To hunt
This world is cold

Predators preying on the guts
Of metal coffins
Too feed
This world is cold

Protecting the coffins
Are guardsmen
Who protects the guardsmen?
Only a transparent veil
Of job security
Through which the wind still blows

Reminding them
Lest ye not forget
This world is cold
How long till the wind blows
Away that job security?

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