Reclamation - Oblivion

Destroy the source

The source who collects the inept and now reign

Forced abuse though they choose

To be the ones who must now decay

Devolve decreate

Infection overtakes their demise brings no change

Now your fear is your fate

They’ll dissolve and cease to remain

Purge the mind

Impregnated with disease

Sever the ties

The shackles that bind your forced humanity

A reclamation of our kind

A riddance of society

A subversion of what was created

A cycle of oblivion