Xenogenesis

Time fault's splitting memories,
the psychic scars of progeny
Poly-tendril malignancy uncoiling out inside of me
Schizotechnic supremacy,
the death of all insurgency
The self-consumed commodity of cargo-cult reality
I was born of God's spite,
I reflect my own light
I was never yours to create
Searching through my insides,
tearing up my past lives
I was never yours to create
Catatonic reptile machine,
shimmering like tourmaline
The simulation nears complete,
thе punchcard soul of everything
Ascending through thе ancient tree,
the metamorphic teeth of three
Stealing back the lesser key,
unlock the one inside of me
I was born of God's spite,
I reflect my own light
I was never yours to create
Searching through my insides,
tearing up my past lives
I was never yours to create