Growing a virus that’s flooding the shores. Ignoring scientists while worshiping ghosts. On knees made for sucking luring the barghest with oxblood. By calculated predictions the state will deny us. One simple solution, write us a virus. Jumping from the rooftops. Carrying pathogens. Symphonic blackout pacts in anti-matter. Turning to violence. Spitting out bone. Give in to omnicide it’s the only hope. With anti-contagion driving you humans to suicide.