Zooxanthellae

Traveler Make way for my race Take all of the negative signs that infiltrate Mortified I am torn apart I am colorblind Conditioned by only the thing that I've never tried I have created my own lie Can you imagine a world without war Can you imagine a world without love in our heart The speech in my soul An evolution designed by the nature An evolution designed by the light A congregation design by the vulture How do we know if we'll make it out alive