Abney Park

Fingers of rust gently intertwine
Lace the seams of sacrifice in beautiful decline
Catalysis of creations of all that was mankind
Pull our corruption towards nature,
the state that's predefined
Rust forms, bringing it all down
Wood rots, and into the ground
Flesh falls; life's decomposed
Then nature's again exposed.
All that floats upon the sea, all that hangs in the air
All that sits in dust or dirt eventually ensnared.
The gentle touch of time will take you unaware
Pulling all creations down, an elegant affair.