We, The Termites

We, The Termites Parasitic frenzy, sanguinary Our greatest legacy, a total fallacy Steel to tissue, cut, repeat Robotic mounds of flesh, blood and shit We the termites Wood to blood Macabre tradition We the termites Wood to blood Our infliction Despondency Immeasurable misery Devoured sentience Rabid smiles, avert your eyes To scared to face the consequence Freedoms negated as jaws clench shut Saline to soil, fallen to forgotten Blood spilt in your absence still leaves a red stain on your hands Mass immolation, for what purpose? To dig graves (Ours and theirs) with our teeth The time will come when history will end Quite a fitting reward for a job well done