Lock down and shut up,

open your mouths,

we’re here to spray you,

no illusion, just atrocity,

compound 678, idiocy,

it’s grown since the son,

it’ll never be undone,

eat the dirt,

feel no emotions,

be selfish,

absorbed,

lifeless,

that’s how they like it,

but it’s gone too far,

the compound doesn’t care who we are,

striking people day after day,

can’t think for themselves,

don’t want to be empathetic to someone else,

holes become mountains,

nature becomes a burden.