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This is a significantly better Trek edit of @beelzeebub's Goncharov poster, but I couldn't help myself on this version

[trek-tracks]

Thanks to this beautiful post from @peridotsarelongterm and @cursedtrekedits, I bring you Mother Horta's disco hit, "No Kill I!"

I’m made of silicon, I am petrified

I will protect the children, I remain right by their side

And I have spent so many nights thinking how you did us wrong

And I grew strong

I learned to vaporize your throng

Because you’re here

From outer space

I just crawled in to find you looting all our pergium in haste

I should have melted all the rock, I should have made sure that you’d flee

If I’d have known for just one second that you’d hurt my kids and me

Go on now, go, walk out the door

Just turn around now

Because I’ll liquidate the floor

Weren’t you the one who broke my eggs and made me cry?

You think I’d crumble

You think I’m just a pizza pie?

Oh no kill I, I must survive

For as long as Horta babies hatch you know I’ll stay alive

I’ve got all my life to live

My digestion’s corrosive

So no kill I

I will survive

Hey, hey

It took all the strength I had when you zapped my hump

After I’d stolen your reactor’s circulation pump

Into the Chamber of the Ages, not to hide myself away

And now you say

That you can cure my rainy day

And you see me

Somebody new

I like your Vulcan ears but I am not in love with you

The end of things cannot begin, tomorrow’s vault contains the key

If you break hundreds of my eggs then of your men I’ll burn fifty

Go on now, go

Walk out the door

Just turn around now

Or I’ll irradiate your core

Weren’t you the one who tried to meld and shouted “pain!”

Think I’m a devil

I’ve got a heart and bigger brain

Oh no kill I, I will survive

You may see a big lasagna, I’ll get pasta you to strive

Got eternity to birth, I’m not questioning my worth

So no kill I

I will survive…

Oh…

Okay, you’ll stay

We’ll make a deal

You’ll take the minerals

That we don’t need to make a meal

I’m dancing even though you cannot see my feet

Now that your doctor 

Healed me with some concrete

You no kill I, I did survive

And we taught a moral lesson through the magic of sci-fi

Differences don’t mean wrong, that’s the Mother Horta’s song

So no kill I

I will survive

No kill I!