Byzantine

Brundlefly

Byzantine


Genus specialized 
Could the unthinkable to alive 
Double helix split into two 
My soulless metamorphosis has begun 
Intake liquefied 
Solids have no home to putrefy 
Gravity lost it's hold on me 

Now my heart palpates inside 
All my organs discarded 
I found a better place to hide 
Inside compound eyes now gestated 

Humans molecule 
Decimation spearheaded by the proboscis 
My soul is alive 
Broken down reformed Gregor Samsa 
Reflex intensified 
I was once a man but the dream died 
Gravity lost it's hold on me 

As the wings push through my sides 
All my organs interred 
All my skin now falls aside 
Seen from compound eyes now pupated 

SIlence 
Silence all humans composition 
Silence 
Strength immeasurable by design 
Violence 
Erupting on a molecular scale 
Violence 
Silence... 
Violence