Born into a world of sympathy only to be drenched
in manipulation and pollution, breathing solidarity.
We are Breeding a living and breathing organ, a chosen carrier.
We have just begun to grow, we have just begun to flourish,
there will be no stopping us.
A disease of the populous which we all carry,
a none conventional weapon, nor used or activated, not owned or longed for,
Carved in genetic pattern, made to inspire.
A trillion followers engulf themselves with its manifestation,
infecting the masses with its purity.
With the death of life comes our victory and our end,
swallow the wishful, embrace the cynic.
Genesis through genocide, consequence through reaction,
our contagiousness is lethal, is methodical, it's a necessary evil.
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