Colony is sleeping
Under dark polluted sky
Clouds caress the tower’s crest
Torn by magic eye

Colony is sleeping
While the wind is blowing still
Tranquil beast of concrete sits
As idle as it can be

Colony is sleeping
No one’s moving on the ground
Micro-individuals tucked in
Rest with awful sound

Colony is sleeping
Under dark light of the moon
Tighten grip upon the earth
Fresh breed is coming soon