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
