Mutated Menagerie (collab with AfterSexDilemma)

We have all become mutations
Tested
Experimented with
horrifying results

Evolution has multiple ways through life
never a single one
Evolution is the alternative
for any existence

You were another in my garden
searching for that seed of birth
to grow onto and evolve
together as one, on earth.

Looking for life through deep space
Visions so vast
Light years from the human race

On that infinite road, we see planet ZYX13 up ahead
Orange and pinkish gases
Our space suits equipped, so we don't wind up dead

We enter the planets atmosphere
Computer technology
Hoping the planet has an ecosphere

The ship lands, nothing but purple mountains and reddish orange lakes
The temperature outside our suits reads 285 degrees
Our lives can seriously be at stake

Volcanoes pierce the planets crust
Beneath the surface
Friction creating toxic dust

Raging fires across the zone
Spewing forth nuclear plasma
Perpetual horror, fear of the unknown

As we continue to walk across this land
We stumble onto fertile soil
Clean water, unspoiled by man

Green pastures, utopian paradise
We knew this could be it
Plant our seeds, roll the dice

We plant the seeds of our great deeds.
Let the weak become the dead.
The mutated seeds are what we see,
Take over the garden bed.

The thorned vines, as the ivy climbs.
Chokes them that are stead.
The mint undermines and intertwines.
And quickly gets ahead.

While the sun shines, the moisture declines.
Their roots are underfed.
The elders confine the seedlings of like mind,
To boost them to be their best.

A constant grind for a sound mind.
A gruesome path they tread.
To be defined as unique and kind.
Just to lure more to their bed.

A reality revealed in time.
A truly lucky bet.
Of worlds combined. Looped and rewind.
Of struggles and regrets.

Yet some we find, that keep on trying.
Turn out to be the best.
A mutated line we can't define,
Is a magical treasure chest.

Alone and confined; left behind.
Sticks out from the rest.
Enduring it's life without spite.
No crime it can contest.

Not kept in line, slaughtered like swine.
No rules that can oppress.
A rare find, it's only kind.
True love at its best.

Time sinks the line of progress
Chemical changes paves the future
Body covered with deformed ligaments
Fleeing light of consciousness

Traveling further from my hand
To the no man's land

Elusive state of mind
Cancer cells begin to spread
Radiation making me blind
What's wrong within my head

There is confusion inside of me
Sometimes I can't tell the difference from the nightmares
I feel like I'm here all alone
So I fall to my knees scared and cold
With my psychosis in pieces I search for the exit
Take me home