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Untold mythos thought to strike from Heavens boring holes the size of geo-metros

From under our earth they conspire with worms

These planted seeds, they're waiting to transform

Constant assaults, targets ignorant and tame, the strong enslaved

Flowering blacks have raped the clays, our saviors push me under mind

No morning sun to rise and poke your eyes

Blacked out by tides that seek to cleanse your life

Exploiting systems gathering what we need to survive

No more sun to come and wake you from your lie

Fold like a deck of cards, a subservient man abhorred