Howling Primitive Colonies

Cryptic extracts from the hollow island

Eradicate their minds, empty are the mines

Life was left behind

Drastic polarization of the bone pluckers and the wise

Excavation led to madness

The altars on the plains

Always at the zenith

The council gathered them

They only appear in the crystal ball

They are the essence of toil

Builders shipped to another planet

Howling primitive colonies recoil

They keep flying off the ledges

Dark angels donated that wing

Stellar belief in fairness

They hoard and rage away

At noon, the scholars watch them

Writhe in dismay

Howling wishes at the upper echelon

Left to rebel against themselves

If you want to be seen

The eye will forever be there

They only appear in the crystal ball

They are the essence of toil

Builders shipped to another planet

Howling primitive colonies recoil