Jan 30, 2014

Brain Waves

Men to your stations
The enemy approaches
We fall for own creations
Carnality it, encroaches

The enemy has engaged
Our hull has been weakened
The brute left its cage
It has no capacity for reason

The battle has passed
Go and tally the damage
We lost so much so fast
Is there anything to salvage

Captain's left alone on the bridge
Here comes the brute
Nervous fingers feels its face and its ridges
Once commanding now mute




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