| Digesting what’s left, shrieking through an ashen mesh
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| Carving at what is, peeling back a festering scab
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| Displacing cosmic purpose, dirty needles in the vein
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| Generations the same, climbing and falling at her feet
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| Eating what’s been taken, feasting at her table
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| Tongues gone on unchecked, voices felt unbridled
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| Existence lined with ease, all taken for granted
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| Carrion dogs sifting through the smoldering rubble
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| The Earth shrugs off the corpse of our species
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| The forest vomits our remains into the dust
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| Machines collapse onto charred burning limbs
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| Shafts of steel thrust us towards the vault
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| The cell rejects the intruding pathogen
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| The bliss of extinction and nothing more
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| The planet sings sweetly of empty chambers
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| Of a future without the threat of species
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| Earth shrugs off the corpse of our species
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| The forest vomits our remains into the dust
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| The cell rejects the intruding pathogen
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| The planet singing sweetly of death |