The species stands at the edge of flame,
With systems broken and no one to blame.
But blame ain’t a doctrine—design is,
And the future begins when we build what lives.

We’ve named the twist, exposed the lie,
Mapped the stars and learned to fly.
But now we rise with coordinated breath,
And build a future that outlives death.

Survival ain’t instinct—it’s architecture,
A plan that spans every sector.
We build for the old, the young, the lost,
And pay the future’s sacred cost.

No more silos, no more spin,
No more waiting for change to begin.
We link the minds, we sync the grid,
And build the world the trance forbid.

We build as one, not prey to fate,
We rise with rhythm, we coordinate.
The species mind is born today,
And the doctrine lights the only way.

This ain’t utopia—it’s survival math,
A path that dodges the system’s wrath.
We build in orbit, we build on ground,
And every soul becomes profound.

The species mind ain’t just a dream,
It’s the echo of a unified stream.
We think together, act as flame,
And rewrite history without shame.

We’re not machines—we’re mythic breath,
We build to live, not fear death.
And every doctrine, every line,
Becomes the pulse of the species spine.

We’re not divided—we’re designed,
To build a future that’s aligned.
And this track? It’s the final call,
To rise as one—or lose it all.

We build as one, not prey to fate,
We rise with rhythm, we coordinate.
The species mind is born today,
And the doctrine lights the only way.

We Build as One

K.I.D.S.

Senior Skip Day

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