The Chalkeaters, Black Gryph0n - A Songus Amongus

Any time and any season
There's a rhyme and there's a reason
We keep spinning on this tiny rock in circles

Could have spawned in a much less pleasing place
Be squeezed to death in outer space
Or frozen in the system of AMOGUS

Anyway
Humanity is young
Some monkeys found a common tongue
We built the cities, we got overrun by locusts

We just made up a structured lore
But gods weren't there to help us, nor
Osiris, nor Anubis, nor AMOGUS

Stands and books and
Brands and hooks and
The McDonald's meals you used to adore

They're camouflaging
They're sabotaging
I can't take it anymore