Bind all roots and split the chamber
Lynch the nerves that sustain vigor
Choke the passion and the children
Gouge this town til they surrender
Preparation didn't do shit
Their entire existence has come down to this this
Excavate precious monuments
The fresh aroma now reaks of it's rotting shit
Infectious, poison the canals
They are helpless
All their screams will go un-noticed
Pulps will leech all vital fluids
Rip their pods out from under
There is no saving now from the bed that they live in
All the training and hours in could not prep them for what happens next
A traitor among them will show it's face, the remnants of life will bleed with shame
Drain the center and eat the weak
Plunge back into the warm crevasse
Hide your crown until you sense relief
Choke the passion and the frail elderly