In the depths of time’s unfathomed hold,
Lies a shadowed past, a story untold,
Unveiling the enigma of ‘Clastic Depravity’,
Where history’s whispers blend with gravity.

Archaeologists delve into the ancient ground,
Where mysteries of depravity are found,
Intriguing tales of a bygone era’s vice,
Secrets unearthed, a historical spice.

‘Clastic Depravity’ dances in the historian’s gaze,
A term that echoes through forgotten days,
Of deeds dark and cloaked in obscurity,
Revealed by the archaeologist’s surety.

Within the layers of earth and stone,
Lie narratives of depravity, silently sown,
Whispers of ancient wrongs and sins,
Unveiling secrets where darkness begins.

Intriguing stories rise from the dust,
Of rulers cruel, of empires unjust,
Of societies tainted by moral decay,
A past of clastic depravity at play.

Archaeologists sift through the sands of time,
Piecing together a narrative sublime,
Of treachery, deceit, and moral fall,
Of civilizations that heeded no call.

The secrets of clastic depravity unfurl,
Echoes of a past in a twisted swirl,
As historians decode the cryptic signs,
Revealing the shadows of ancient times.

Through the lens of time’s unyielding eye,
We glimpse a world where depravity lies,
In the layers of history, in the depths below,
‘Clastic Depravity’ reveals its dark glow.

So we journey through the annals of the past,
Exploring stories that forever last,
Where archaeologists with skill and art,
Unearth the secrets of a world apart.