We all create this imagery. 

We all increase this lunacy. 

Floating, melting 

Open sores for exploration 

Exploding worlds 

Surrounding imaginations? 

This will conclude our story 

The first date of existence seems to be changing 

We are their property, we are their slaves 

We surround all bodies 

Focus- TIme stands still 



Keeper of the stars, I hope to never find 

We are just mortal souls left to die 

We all create this imagery. 

We all increase this lunacy. 

-All Bodies 

-Contortion 



(The Discovery) 

Ego, controlled killing 

The tables have turned 

Obviously a poor creature of existance 

We die one by one 

We overlooked our control 

Fire swarming 

Engulfing, transforming 

Human restoration incomplete 

The end. 



(The Landing) 

This beautiful scenario can't last forever 

We must go see the conclusion 

Starting a new species, classify nothing 

Life grows with trees on high 

Nature creates this mechanical lust 

Nature form this fore fed trust 

Cancellation 

Motivation 

Creativity 

We will soon live in peace 

We will soon die in peace 

-All Bodies 

-Contortion