Between The Buried And Me

We all create this imagery.
We all increase this lunacy.
Floating, melting...
open sores for exploration...
exploding worlds...
surrounding imaginations?...
this will conclude our story...
the first date of existence seems to be changing...
we are their porperty, we are their slaves...
we surround all bodies...
focus-time still stands.
Keeper of the stars, I hope to never find...
we are just mortal souls left to die.
We all create this imagery.
We all increase this lunacy.
-All Bodies
-Contortion
(The Discovery)
Ego controlled killing...
the tables have turned...
obviously a poor creature of existence-we die one by one...
we overlooked our control...
fire swarming, engulfing, transforming...
human restoration incomplete...
the end.
(The Landing)
This beautiful scenario can't last forever...
we must go see the conclusion...
Starting a new species, classify nothing... life grows with trees on high...
nature create this mechanical lust...
nature form this force fed trust...
cancellation...
motivation...
creativity-we will soon live in peace...
we will soon die in peace.
-All Bodies
-Contortion