Medeia Centurions
The icicles grew up from the ground as gravity was
reversed
Penetrating dead bodies that now blew liquid nitrogen
Once more the earth war purified from the human stain
The mirror image of imperfection was broken again
It will rain fire from the skies to cleanse the vain
needs of mankind
Let's face this new dysfunction aligned
We're the centurions of our time
Conquer and repopulate
Overwhelm and dominate
Now the halo burns on the new bearer
Shining black light to lead the way
A new era begins today
Centurions
