Buried Monuments

I recognize a blueprint for madmen has been inked
Inked within the skin of myself
They've planted seeds and have been
Sewn into buried monuments
They're entombed doomsday vaults
Resembling monstrous coffins

A mind bending experimentation
To reshape my everyday consumption
They can see through the cracks
To inject the soil in which I stand

It perverts that of which I bloom
Disease slumbers within the earth
Blooming gardens of slaughter