Worstcase: Accidents in space


Sporophore number 16 is on its´ way to eat my mind
I´m fighting off the mutated worm in a satanic gleaming shine
Nurtured in a womb of parasites and snakes
Devouring another planet with its´ rage
Through the stars I find these creatures alive
My fleet is only me but I have to run them all to ground
Radiation makes them grow and I don´t know what´s to be found
16 million miles away from home
Charging to a nest of a thousand drones
You wanted it
And now you´ve brought down all of the beasts
Moving so sleek to burn the sporozoa air
Sporophore number 16 is on its´ way to eat my mind
I´m fighting off the mutated worm in a satanic gleaming shine
Silently I pass into a zone again
Sometimes I don´t want what they have sown
You wanted it
And now you are all alone in space
Hoping the change is for real this time
Outer space, so beautiful