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Convicted

Of crimes against our kind

Imprisoned

New batch of voyagers

Put the wicked ones into use

Increase discovery base

Kept in leashes

To perform like leeches

Now send to explore

Like others before

The missing pieces

To our puzzling understanding

Those entrapped

On the silver globe

Will be the target

Of this operation cosmological

We seek in you

What thoughts lay inside

Might just allow us to reclaim the route

Connection to the eyes of our god

They are made of meat

They are made of meat

They are made of meat

They are made of meat

The vast empty endlessness

Traversed through the five paths

To find the ones

And you remind us of some

How do these puny wicked creatures

Attach any meaning

Cleaning the mirror

To look into ourselves

They are made of meat

They are made of meat

They are made of meat

Yet there’s a reason beyond

This