Descending

Free fall through our midnight, this epilogue of our own fable

Heedless in our slumber

Floating nescient we free fall through this boundlessness

This madness of our own making

Falling isn't flying. Floating isn't infinite...

Come, Our end, suddenly. All hail our lethargy. Concede Suddenly

To the quickened dissolution

Pray we Mitigate the ruin, calling all to arms and order

Drifting through this boundlessness, this madness of our own making

Sound our dire reveille. Rouse all from our apathy, lest we cease to be

Stir us from our wanton slumber

Mitigate our ruin

Call us all to arms and order

Sound the dread Alarm through the primal body

Sound the reveille to be or not to be

Rise. Stay the grand finale

Stay the reading of our swan song & epilogue

One Drive; To stay alive

It's Elementary. Muster every fiber. Mobilize. Stay Alive

Stir us from our wanton slumber. Mitigate our ruin

Call us all to arms and order