Love, life, lust of the blossom

Infinite guesses marks the facts

Cognitive arteries branching again

To this fates novelizing your tales

 

Across the puddle which we swarmed

Resourcing its life pearls we feast

Silver twigs it wounds the peace

It can only be the dead and me

 

Nemesis with no names

A purpose with no faces

A war without a sin

The killings without a thirst

 

Human

Human

Human

Human

 

Ravage the exhausting slake bleed

Beneath the scorching all views

Beasts of the brinks the lengths all marked

a higher ground fills the bellies exhaust

 

Genetic markers marks the monstrous faces

Race of the feasted bloodline traces

Tiding the infinite swarms there is no exchange

All is fair love and war traits and we contract