Arcanum Sanctum - Pack Rat

Gone with fire
Lost in the summer night
A sample of a yet unknown race
Measured, classified

Where am I?
Walls of metal all around
Darkness – wet and cold
A glaring light
The sound of steps is near
A cosmic Pack Rat got another souvenir

Desolate in outer space
A slowly dying automated machine
Yet the mission is clear

Kept alive
Given stuff to eat, air to breath
Soon you realize
This Cabinet of Wonders is your home for life

A cosmic derelict
A guest from distant stars
Picking up new forms of life on its way
Gone astray

On its journey to the unknown worlds
In eternal wait for creators to come
Dying species move in formalin flasks

Desolate in outer space
Trapped by dying automated machine
In a hopeless wait
That smells like formalin
Smells like formalin

Written by:
Наливайко Вадим

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