My experiment reveals the anomaly
The new collective behaviour.
Your body modified, for accelerated growth.
Many samples many generations.
After the harvest, welcome to my laboratory.
Give me your blood, your serum, your bone marrow !
Let me peel your genom, dissect your DNA !
I will find why your are the chosen ones !
Prepare the lab for dissection.
Cranium avulsion.
Sort and file the bloody biopsies.
Set apart the promising elements,
Plunge them in stasis fluid.
We have to keep them alive, they are the chosen ones !
They are the chosen ones !
For centuries,
Self-destruction.
Mankind on the decline.
A new age comes.
Sart the stowage, cryostasis procedure.
Rows of sarcophagus, bring the load to the mothership.
The Chosen Ones !
Give me your blood, your serum, your bone marrow !
Let me peel your genom, dissect your DNA !
Now I bring the chosen ones to the galactic gods !