Foreseen Servitude - Dweller

Humanity is born

Can you recall the darkened night you were introduced?

A violent submersion of life beneath the stars

Sucking all sources of light into the shadows

A spawn of experiments

Treated as defecation to furnish the concaves of earth

Capturing lives with intentions to recreate a balance for purpose

Your whole life is spent before it hits the hourglass

To be made into crutches and slaves

Giving your life avoiding to be smothered

By the hand of authority

The vicious cycle leaves its mark of treachery

Another dime another body

Sacrificed for their fortune

Aimlessly silent screams echo through the graveyards

Seeking your soul from the sky

For all the hate, for all the violence

For taking advantage of innocent lives

The sacred hand will take it’s pick out of all of your memories

Forgotten underneath the layers of sin

Our founders and families rest within

We’re slowly dying out;

incapable of restoration

Lacerations on your back there is no escape.

Game.

Set.

Match.

Burn