Sacrifice from PALLBEARER by Obscura Hail

our baby girl
is teething
your breast becoming tender
from the feeding
she will raise the babes in cryostasis
and when she comes of age, will do her duty

this island in the darkness
known to us, all our lives*
built by the hands of martyrs
whom were left behind

with dragons heat we're breathing
an atmosphere designed
with sacred geometry,
by artificial kind

just beyond our quarters are the seedlings
to one day fill the valley they described
6 ft undferneath us, lay remains of our ancestors
whose nutrients are keeping us alive

with dragons teeth we're chasing
a frontier that's sublime
the future of our species
is owed to fewer minds
than those who are still sleeping
we'll meet when we arrive

• Folk
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• Melbourne