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 property, we are their slaves    We surround all bodies    Focus- TIme stands still       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 existance    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 creates this mechanical lust    Nature form this fore fed trust    Cancellation    Motivation    Creativity    We will soon live in peace    We will soon die in peace    -All Bodies    -Contortion