The Rewarding Schemes

As her cold left hand fingered for a last doom

there was no nerve and never a dull moment

there were bits of rebellion with moments of style

a courageous countdown and her selfassured smile

she never challenged profound justice

she never pussied out no puls interruption

chanted from passengers high on demise

those who felt new peaks of sovereignity

arms wide open a fiery caress to our mother

what seemed like a massive evil movement

was us giving head to the next earthly epoch

spaces to infinity for her handpicked troop

"A vast microsoft flirt accredited to execute rebirth

once to us a fertile stay, she couldn't withstand our dismay

where all naiv souls imagined god to be

our satellites held the seats and the eyes to see

female at the helm in our vehicle of impact

a mothers hand will kill, to heal all withered land

to harvest all sorted out seeds, unleash our high end betrayal"

Legitime euthanasia for our dying mother

wireless temptation a profound fingeritch

a remake beyond imagined smash urgency

a sequel will overshadow this vital ruin

we would work silently for decades with skill

we would prepare secretly her grace her needs

we would cooperate like madmen with evidence

we would manipulate with time portals as key

stepping out of time to trick them

global bloodlines troubleshooting

radical population reduction

and we will view all this from out there

infected earthly specimen of slow mo sapiens

will be remembered as the irresponsible

(united in ashes, our new fundament)