You're an underling coming from nothing,
Bound to the thundering of a
Rumbling army of buzzing wings
There's no running from us
Assimilation,
A veritable nation waiting
To tear you out of yourself
And make a nameless creation
Of a thousand faces
And none of them your own reflection
You can't be introspective
When everything about you's a lesson
In what it looks like
To be a being voided in form
You'll always be isolated
But you're part of the swarm
Why do I feel inside
Are my eyes open wide
I can’t begin to imagine why I cry
My own internal storm
These evil thoughts I form
No I will not conform
Made to be part of the swarm
You're sure to be normal
If you're parasitic
The caring gimmick liberally
Exhibited by our critics
Is not for us,
We find it noxious, repellent
Developing it ourselves
Would be highly unpleasant
So as you feed on another
And watch them shiver and shudder
And others huddle and mutter
As they incessantly wonder
At their mother or brother
Who used to be so warm
Remember this, little scavenger
You're part of the swarm
Why do I feel inside
Are my eyes open wide
I can’t begin to imagine why I cry
My own internal storm
These evil thoughts I form
No I cannot reform
Made to be part of the swarm
It’s so lonely in this atmosphere
Drenched in loss and fear
Damp and cold I’m alone here
I hide away to disguise my pain
My unending shame
Of my species, of my own name
They know I feel inside
I try to close my eyes
I can’t begin to imagine why I try
To calm this hopeless storm
My lucid thoughts deformed
When I start to transform
Made to be part of the swarm
