MoNoLith - Memory Palace II

A soul to live and breath, encased in an exoskeleton.
Its mind, a memory palace. The sweet breeze of redemption,
Washed over an ocean of green and black. Black temples
excrete the flow, mechanical energy surging through the perfect zealot.
The Obelisk of light, a beacon for progression.

Year one until the end of days, consistency the only constant.
Memories remain as the only testament. Skies of mist to cloud,
dark particles to taint the skin. Flesh to ash to dust to earth,
time lapses in infinite motion.

The once sleeping palace, now crowned with conscious life,
waits in the air. Floating perfectly still, its purpose
to be repeated in the sodden fields of historic ash and stone.
The pendulum shifts to uncover the tainted map.
A blotted existence of those outworn by time.

In the aching arenas of resonant skulls, restless souls
searching for restfulness. In the open cavern of extinction,
the sudden visceral liquidation, bid welcome by misanthropy.