From moons of ice, they came, unseen, Extremophiles, organic machine. Small town sleeps, no reason to care, Flesh mutates, disease has spread, EVERYWHERE One by one, they merge and scream, In the flesh piles’s endless dream. Tendons twist, no need to fight, Assimilated in the creeping blight. Bodies blend, they can’t escape, Conscious minds in an amorphic shape. Growing mass, a single thought, Every soul, forever caught. One by one, they merge and scream, In the flesh piles’s endless dream. Tendons twist, no need to fight, Assimilated in the creeping blight. Town’s no more, just flesh and fear, Whispers lost with no one to hear. In the dark, they intertwine, One mind, one fate, one line. One by one, they merge and scream, In the flesh piles’s endless dream. Tendons twist, no need to fight, Assimilated in the creeping blight. From moons afar, the end begins, In our flesh, the horror spins. A town devoured, all entwined, Forever lost, to the collective mind.
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