Mechanical Manipulation

There is a pool of waste at our feet
Wading through infected waters and supplying the leach
Gutted from the inside out as they begin to feed
They Get their fill and gluttony proceeds
We survive!
We survive on the bread crumbs of societies finest
Ignorant to the brutal and The Infection that surrounds you
More than just a plague
My hands are roots digging deeper into this earth to find where you dwell
A cavity of empty vessels and proof of a vacant well
Dictation lies at the heart of this
A monarch of trees birthing beneath our feet bearing rotten fruit
Breeding narcissism and filth that we trust
A stone cast around our necks and thrown to the sea
Forced to silence

This hallucination
A lexicon of fornicators polluting this world with the socially inept
Fundamentally flawed in our moral understanding
Surrounded by portals that support the sleaze
I am the one that you will fear, on the surface of the murky waters below
I am that you will grow to detest and loathe
More than just a plague
My hands are roots digging deeper into this earth to find where you dwell
A cavity of Empty vessels and proof of a vacant well
Dictation lies at the heart of this