We're on Eights

All those years ago

We would hide who we were from the Earth

We would allow this abuse

And oppression to endure

We who alone could create and pave a path to Elysium

Here, on this day, infiltrates this kindred monolith

Now hear my plea

These words were not meant to be unspoken

Go hastily and spread this oath to far off lands

(What the fuck?)

(Okay...)

(Oh my god)

(Shit)