Cerenox
A rural road is filled with holes
By a field where wheat stalks grow
Windblown grass will dance and sway
And Cerenox come out to play
Children of the grain and night
Like to give a certain fright
To the people of this town
Suburbanites on level ground
You my pass through from afar
I tell you not to leave your car
I warn you, and I hope you listen
as Cerenox will remain hidden
Living in the tall-grown grass
Waiting until you trespass
Onto their old, ancient lands
Where they keep their full command
Your phone will die, your heart will race
You never will escape this place
Night will fall, and so will you
With nothing to record your doom
I urge you, please, just stay inside
Your car if ever you may find
Yourself in this Kansas town
Of wheat so tall that you may drown
You think it delusion to be afraid
Of the monster only named
The Cerenox, but you will find
About this I have never lied
Against this foe, the future fails
The monster's roots will tip the scales
For Cerenox have lived without us
And will remain once we are dust
While we have our innovation
It helps none in preparation
For the time when all are slain
With nothing left except the grain