State Of Secret - Gorod

In the depths of rock and earth, I took shape

By my father’s lunacy and genius, I built up awarences

Father, engrave, slit

Fill up my veins

My influence spread, my power soared, my legions converted

Holy quest for some, mass grave for others, I eat them all

Amount of learning for my power

Surrounded with legends, and distant from others, I copied them yet

Trivial looking although nasty, I bowed to the criteria of a changing world

Into which I fit unduly and prepare my predicted reign

Announcement of the saviours

Protected secret

Manipulated masses

Honored prophecy

Decimated enemies

This failing world

Will be the cocoon of my chrysalis

In search of a neverending evolution

This humanity that believes it’s omniscient

Is getting ready to surrender

Exhausted resources, suffocating nature

Overcrowded areas, non existent tolerance

Ways to a total war with a unique survivor

… EDAENIA…