Bliss like science with no boundaries
the gods of creation have plans
castle lights brain chips
experiments
new spiders with little minds
eat your new tasty food
ask no questions, it's alright
in the wild forest they clone
genetic Nephilim cattle graze
Species mix like a painting
will the machines make love
will the bio organic cyborgs cry
will a new Adam and Eve sing?
IT'S ALIVE!
there amidst the hot sun
coal burning China
rising oceans
garbage dumps in the sea
coral reeves going
droughts and hurricanes
IT'S ALIVE!
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