Fibroma - Wormld

I can see
beyond the human condition
through
our history, our flesh

The logical ending
the catharsis
emetic closure
of the human creation act

The vanishing of reality
and its fundaments
the blank page
for creation

The superiority of one
over another
the same falacy
that condemns us

Self-consumption
of anthropocentrism
logical resolution
for a degraded reality

In the final consumption
of a putrid reality
are the same worms
that fertilize our tomorrow

The Death in black dirt
drowned by the taste of Life
by the taste of dust

Under the skin
of the superior men
hides their rotten flesh

And behind
the technological feast
you will only find
corroded bones

That heroical world of the past
and the arrogance of a race
are only the nuances
of a wormld

the Death in black dirt
drowned by the taste of Life
by the taste of dust