Welcome to Our Little Transition
Brothers Of the Hive
to bring about a state of another Monolithic Lie
construct to thrive on and feed off
Our Little Conspiracy that will last long enough
to blind humans with premeditated broken promises and petty prizes or
terrify them with the underlying truths the lie implies
syndrome of the distant shores unaware of the river
our identity concealed
suppression we cherish and live by
privately
between us
Brothers of the Hive
It is not surprising
the river is desperately running from here
to become an inner ocean while shores get eroded into pitiful oblivion of the surface world
Panta Rei
and we will
Brothers
under their Sun
over the constant flow of innocent blood and dead bodies
build a shield around the living rest
mindless minions
to protect them from the music of the Spheres
choirs of the Cosmos
as it is not for them
the Herd
the Slaves
the Blasphemous Bottom
It is not for them to smell or taste the Divinity of Life and Eternity of Ascension
Wouldn’t you agree, Lucifer-Father?