Pathetic beings believing in life after death
Eclipse
there are no thoughts in the abyss
Biological process convert and redistribute
Seeds of life viciously renewed
A scorched world that once harboured life
Nothing remains
Remnants of Organics
Your quest for an answer has led you astray
Manipulation of a few is all that it takes
To set in motion your path to blissful decay
Law of life dictates your inevitable demise
Catastrophic effect leaves your planet in burning war
Oblivious to the true intent of your existence
A scorched world that once harboured life
Nothing remains
Remnants of Organics
Your quest for a god has led you astray
The time has come
Initiate doomsday
Sleep, your world is ours to keep
Dream, your lucid thoughts feed our Ascension Machine
Your soul forever trapped in the gravity swell
Your star holds you tight for eternity
Our harvester will encompass your ravaged system
Stellar core will collapse and you shall all be free
To be c**led
Your thoughts molested beyond reason
Barred
Enslaved to be a means to our Ascension
Raped
Mental degradation leads to chaos
Comprehension no longer a tangible thought
Physical bodies are necessary
Organics and machines embrace to form a new entity
To wage this war
This xenocide
To conquer this Galaxy and exist outside of Time
Probing your feeble minds
No reaction instill new stimuli
Your souls hold the key
To free us from this wretched reality
Minds ripped from mutilated
bodies rotting in the boiling surface temperatures
You are begging for life
We foresee the outcome of
every species that can become a sentience to
challenge our divine goal must die
Satisfied we now move on
Activate the Time Shatter
Many more systems to exploit
before our goals are met
And we are ascended
When we are infinite
Dissemination of knowledge
the copying of a clone
Entropy these shards will never reform
Align through the mastery of life
Matter reassembles into intricate designs
Given a purpose to carry out
the rest of your existence
Melded driven pieces that make up the
Galactic Death Machine
Remnants of Organics
this is the epoch of Robotic Ascension
Join us in the central machine
that forever will rotate this artificial galaxy
Eclipse
there are no thoughts in the abyss
Biological process convert and redistribute
Seeds of life viciously renewed
A scorched world that once harboured life
Nothing remains
Remnants of Organics
Your quest for an answer has led you astray
Manipulation of a few is all that it takes
To set in motion your path to blissful decay
Law of life dictates your inevitable demise
Catastrophic effect leaves your planet in burning war
Oblivious to the true intent of your existence
A scorched world that once harboured life
Nothing remains
Remnants of Organics
Your quest for a god has led you astray
The time has come
Initiate doomsday
Sleep, your world is ours to keep
Dream, your lucid thoughts feed our Ascension Machine
Your soul forever trapped in the gravity swell
Your star holds you tight for eternity
Our harvester will encompass your ravaged system
Stellar core will collapse and you shall all be free
To be c**led
Your thoughts molested beyond reason
Barred
Enslaved to be a means to our Ascension
Raped
Mental degradation leads to chaos
Comprehension no longer a tangible thought
Physical bodies are necessary
Organics and machines embrace to form a new entity
To wage this war
This xenocide
To conquer this Galaxy and exist outside of Time
Probing your feeble minds
No reaction instill new stimuli
Your souls hold the key
To free us from this wretched reality
Minds ripped from mutilated
bodies rotting in the boiling surface temperatures
You are begging for life
We foresee the outcome of
every species that can become a sentience to
challenge our divine goal must die
Satisfied we now move on
Activate the Time Shatter
Many more systems to exploit
before our goals are met
And we are ascended
When we are infinite
Dissemination of knowledge
the copying of a clone
Entropy these shards will never reform
Align through the mastery of life
Matter reassembles into intricate designs
Given a purpose to carry out
the rest of your existence
Melded driven pieces that make up the
Galactic Death Machine
Remnants of Organics
this is the epoch of Robotic Ascension
Join us in the central machine
that forever will rotate this artificial galaxy