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Savage primitive man meet the modern man

Answers with questions

A slave to illusion

The sky a death shade

Space rocks dust spray

Smoke stacks, steaming shit

Poison floats on demon wings

Savage primitive man kill the conqueror

Feed from forest hands

Beware the ones who seek power

Sick winds sing extinction

Succumb to ancient air

Cities civil destruction

Autospecicide

Retreat to the top of the castle

Mobs storm and scale the gates

The king is dead

Walk with the feral

These ashen streets of eternal night

Ruins of invention muffle final cries

Witnessed the ending piece we’re the last ones left

A hiding hungry pack at the edge of death

Somewhere a document describes our descent

Studied light years away by a higher sect

They scoff at our mistakes, monetary greed

The Earth once was whole, now floating debris

Savage primitive man beware the modern man

Perpetual conquester, a slave to illusion

Savage primitive man kill the conqueror

Feed from forest hands

Not from those in power