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