Oblivion - Reclamation

destroy the source
the source who collects the inept and now reign
forced abuse though they choose
to be the ones who must now decay
devolve decreate
infection overtakes their demise brings no change
now your fear is your fate
they'll dissolve and cease to remain
purge the mind
impregnated with disease
sever the ties
the shackles that bind your forced humanity
a reclamation of our kind
a riddance of society
a subversion of what was created
a cycle of oblivion