I came out of my warmth
To a place of greed
They said it’s a cruel world
I learned the rules of a sadist
They wanted me to choose
My heart or colony crumbs
This could all be yours
When metal rusts
Creator and Her children are there
Waiting for their redemption
Ancestors showed me their dreams
Where the air is unfamiliar
Bringing me back to when it all made sense
The sun will set on the Old World
Hurled at us by parasitic worms
As we build anew, Hammers in hand
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