men of the abyss reached immortality through the blood of their brothers harvesting their brothers into blood farms to delight the precious nectar the red dawn takes the sky and men we re doomed to burn into a solar flare we sank swarming like a billions of cockroach into the barks of the earth the gardens became desert plains drained to the last particles of waters the most delicate beings were emptied of all life slowly turning into stone luckiest humans who lived forever under the thick skin of the old earth exceeding the limits of the human envelope men of the abyss reached immortality through the blood of their brothers over time the body of these subhumans experiment stripped of all excess their back were vault by the weight of time their translucent skin shining in the dark in these gloomy caves there is no longer any traces of humanity a new specie emerge from the mother earth womb disfigured by the sun this hideous creatures gathered in a swarm and holds in their fingers the remnants of humanity years and years spent underground without a contact without a contact with the light have afflicted their sentient bodies their eyes cannot bear the ray of the sun but the need to survive led them to build horrible machines unable to withstand the blaze of the surface the last humans piled into caves perish in hunger and fear they await death