There will be pterodactyl meat on the plate tonight
Only tragedy moves the human race forward
The wall of fire, the wall of sea
Tears of blood and madness fall upon our little blue planet
We find our path through the Milky Way
You should know we are here for nothing but thrills
Our populous will be killing planets, and star systems throughout the galaxy
There are others
We come from the dragons neck, a monkey race
We will fight with flying creatures and sabertooth warriors
We shall kill all life till we are the only ones left
Shove the knife into the owl faced gods that proclaim to be our makers
Space robbers floating in the darkness
Singing hail to the humanoids.
Poetry from the book {Bunny Hop} by Artist Troy Richard Thomas
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