Dweller foreseen servitude

Humanity is born
Can you recall the darkened night you were introduced?
A violent submersion of life beneath the stars
Sucking all sources of light into the shadows
A spawn of experiments
Treated as defecation to furnish the concaves of earth
Capturing lives with intentions to recreate a balance for purpose
Your whole life is spent before it hits the hourglass
To be made into crutches and slaves
Giving your life avoiding to be smothered
By the hand of authority
The vicious cycle leaves its mark of treachery
Another dime another body
Sacrificed for their fortune
Aimlessly silent screams echo through the graveyards
Seeking your soul from the sky
For all the hate, for all the violence
For taking advantage of innocent lives
The sacred hand will take it's pick out of all of your memories
Forgotten underneath the layers of sin
Our founders and families rest within
We're slowly dying out; incapable of restoration
Lacerations on your back there is no escape.
Game. Set. Match. Burn