Vermin - The Amenta

Highly evolved?

Origin of the fucking slave

You are all voids

Comfortable null

You are animals

Who claim to be human

But you aren’t trying

To reach the ideal

You are a primitive design

Nothing but base urges

A fight or flee reflex

You are vermin

A creature of impulse

Fucking and feeding

There is only reaction

Divinity is nothing

But a yearning beast

A crude vessel

Desiring refinement

A primitive rat?

Or a refined beast?

All in the gutter

We search for stars

Nature cannot be rejected

Cloistered and denied

But it can be tempered

In every futile struggle

In everything out of reach

In every distant goal

There is something human

You are vermin

Nothing but a flawed

Base rat

An insect of

Insignificance

You don’t have what it takes

To rise

You are vermin

When it’s all so aimless

When there are no goals

When there it’s all just reaction

There is nothing human

When everything is thoughtless

When it’s all so aimless

When there are no goals

There is nothing human

Think

What do you consider important?

What are your goals?

Are you content?

You can choose

To be a pig in shit

Or something almost human

You are a primitive design

Nothing but base urges

A fight or flee reflex

You are vermin

A creature of impulse

Fucking and feeding

There is only reaction

You are vermin

Nothing but a flawed

Base rat

An insect of

Insignificance

You don’t have what it takes

To rise

You are vermin