Lunar Flight

Dead space dreams again
Don’t know where or when
Mind’s eye can’t comprehend
Man’s concept of a passing trend
What will I find?
Hooked on the end of the line?
These violent times
Are a product of evil minds
Man’s future is bleak
Our lack of empathy makes us weak
No words to say
Our generation at the end of a blade
When will we know what’s in our control?
Happenstance or ego?
But in our minds, we can’t let go
I can see the future ruled by higher power

Open wide
Force it down
Let it in
Taking hold
Undertow
Mind control
Monolithic
Calculated
Surface Structure
TMA-1
Resist your nature to destroy everything around you
I am absent
And who could say what’s next?
The noose around our necks?