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It took some time, like everything else

It began to flow in the red pipes

It was sown and then begin to crawl

Inside red pipes, it was a larvae so tiny

Beautiful pathetic...

A larvae grew inside red pipes

Contained in this organig unit

She's an empty space

He's an empty shell

So fast, everything seemed

But the scars are the home of this larvae

They will never heal

They burn with confusion

And the larvae feast!

She has a larvae inside her veins

She has a colony, inside she cries

No light came here, there was no god... (Then)

There is no god... (Now)

She became old, and so the colony...

She died sad, and the colony feasts!

The scars never healed...

Because god didn't know...

...she died sad

And god doesn't know.