Howling Primitive Colonies

Cryptic extracts from the hollow island Eradicate their minds, empty are the mines Life was left behind Drastic polarization of the bone pluckers and the wise Excavation led to madness The altars on the plains Always at the zenith The council gathered them They only appear in the crystal ball They are the essence of toil Builders shipped to another planet Howling primitive colonies recoil They keep flying off the ledges Dark angels donated that wing Stellar belief in fairness They hoard and rage away At noon, the scholars watch them Writhe in dismay Howling wishes at the upper echelon Left to rebel against themselves If you want to be seen The eye will forever be there They only appear in the crystal ball They are the essence of toil Builders shipped to another planet Howling primitive colonies recoil