| Insectine man, carnivore. | |
| The shape of us, the conduct of flies | |
| All-consuming swarm in inconspicuous disguise | |
| Bloodseeking, parasitic. | |
| Ecstatically tracing decay | |
| Thriving in the glow that death emits, the warm perfume it radiates | |
| Revolting conformity. | |
| Hive mind unity | |
| Excitedly their madness grind, aroused by vile ambition | |
| At the sickly sweet promise of decomposition | |
| Deliriously ingesting. | |
| Liquefied ruin absorbed | |
| Innocence devoured by the elated horde | |
| They are us, let's not even pretend | |
| Aroused and frenzied they scurry, encircling death | |
| A vile swarm awaiting the final breath | |
| Myriad eyes visualizing the end | |
| Blackened skies. | |
| Rabid heavens descend | |
| On the bereft, unforgivingly | |
| Precious life debased. | |
| Our dipteran legacy embraced | |
| Crack the shell. | |
| Ascend the sky | |
| Rise, extend your palpitating wings | |
| Crack the shell. | |
| Ascend the sky | |
| Fly you disgraceful wretched things |