Ascending Convergence

They are coming, they are hungry In my head, tearing life away, isolation, writhing as the lunar tendrils stare A hollow stare is the, gift imprinted Schematics etched upon pupils to be led, as they surface I could be the last, torment coming fast Forced myself to elevate above my fate Blood pumps, energize, create, erase, be born again They are coming they are hungry An open mind always helps to initiate, the life you know It's just a cycle we must procreate The second wind, before your eyes a hurricane of ash Sustinence is the percious humans So open wide, we need hit and reform motor function Cognitive readmission is first up on the list Flood you with indecision, taking forth the plague of man To consume, to reign They are coming, they are hungry Ascending, ascending convergence Agents of tragedy Shrouded in the mist of lies, woven to unveil Observer, enforcer of that which is the abscence of all light Embryonic, parasitic Brought forth our demise Tearing layers of the mind I can almost taste you I will not succumb, I will not become, that which I cannot, I am man This life, is mine, with it I will end you all They are coming they are hungry