Science

Leaves that burn under the sparks of crystal

waters, Rotten by the ones with a goal that's not

allowed. Human clones wander, carved-eyed spirits

with no expression. Fed only with sterile aseptic

mixtures. Empty looks that know nothing only mist

in their eyes. Clonation, reproduction, Genocide,

suicide. Research, speculation, creation,

destruction. Silent experiments and invisible

clouds move like ancestral ghosts Through the

paths of men, followed by a synthetic aura Their

eyes stare where everything has the dimension of

nothing, tear their flesh, Stick their syringes

where live flows, Saw tissues to create their race

of automa, their own destruction. Delirium of

power, spawning from the ambition of eternity, Fed

by science, manipulated by mindless brains,

Operating like cold Automa in the name of their

own God, In the name of their own being.