Black, pillars and plumes
Climb the sky and cocoon
Architectural tombs
We left, everything that we owned
In our ill-fated homes
While the bright sirens droned.
Climbing the hills as the exiled,
Leaving the fire for the wild.
Left, bound to never return
Our culture has burned
Since the residents turned.
We built, until the earth fought us back
Hunted down by the pack
under skies painted black.
Human progress in shambles.
Slaughtered by the animals.
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Grasping, a future intangible
And now, we are the animals.
Grasping, this future intangible
And now, we are the animals.
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