COSMIC CHECK PT 2 ONE FOOT IN THE GRAVE

Another day another bust. What’s a different enemy to the same us. In what to trust.
When new faces arrived from skies
The welcome party’s boot and knife was met with laughter. Note the joke was on us.
Can’t bring an AK to a lazer fight.
They seen that money was our way of life and paid those fueled by greed to hit the streets and Bleed their A-alikes.
Cuz most folks will enslave themselves if you pay em right.
So here we are. Prisoners of villains from afar.

One foot in the grave, one foot in the stars

A revolution was initially confusing
cuz we still bickered and brawled over the gods of our musing.
Internal conflicts aside the word spread tonight we ride.
With our intelligence in question our captors kept untrained eyes.
We raided alien armories quietly over time through camaraderie with compassionate E.T.s now Deemed allies.
Weeks of bloodshed followed as countless lives were lost on both sides.
Zion level celebrations as their ships took to the skies.
Now here we are.
Do we go back to what we were before.
Without a common enemy do we still feed the inner beast of war.
After years of enslavement who takes the seat of lord and sets new law.
What’s order after all the shit we saw.
Those aliens they left behind who fought beside us were pushed into hiding.
The new minority feast for the lions.
In the new ghettos where they now reside, under the humans untrained eye the word spread Tonight we ride.

One foot in the grave, one foot in the stars