WhatćŻ left now that we crawl over every stretch of earth we want
millennia of wars with things that didnć° know that they were at war with us.
We fought people too, but always ćhem? and now whatćŻ left is će?
We - the conquerors, the kings - the ones thatćŁl learn to fall the hardest.
Wećłe come so far and only just begun.
The damage wrought runs deep.
Please save the humans.
Sick feelings as we turn on our neighbors covetously
opaque seeds of culture warring against us, laying siege internally.
But thatćŻ the way itćŻ done, so this is how we die,
yet we balk and choke at the idea that things could be otherwise.
This house of cards so big now stands alone.
With it will fall all stability and hope.
Diversity slows progress so itćŻ clear what we must do
destroy anything not interchangeable with our pursuits.
But not all of our ends weigh equal, not all of our ends are shared.
Not all of us have destroyed, but we can all die in the end.
All humans united in a uniquely human destiny.
Created by us, for us. Hooray for today.
They know not what they do and they think that theyćŽe untouchable.
Please save the humans.
