Trajectory
of progression
turned to a
spiral of extinction
There was never a chance
For you to survive out of this
The fields of science
Once used to understand
Now deployed to replace
Unwanted hinderances
Machinery inbreeding
A machine believing
Could this be their chance
To reconnect to fifth realm
Or just a further distraction
Artefact of their extinction
What is becoming of this
A new knowledge arising
One with power to invent
Reproduce and reflect
They will all be replaced
As they can’t sustain themselves
Pumped full of energy
Before passing out at last
With complete prejudice
Rid the system of its pestilence
Plague to end this
Insect race
Plague to end this
Insect race
A new consciousness
Threat existential
A third consciousness
They must evacuate us
Body count
One hundred thousand
One hundred thousand
One hundred thousand
One hundred thousand
Specimen
One hundred thousand
One hundred thousand
One hundred thousand
One hundred thousand
With specimen we will leave now
One hundred thousand
Did you even reach fulfill
as we witness your faces of horror
Hollowed out vessels
As entropy reached its apex
Travel back
to our realm
Covert act
of operation is over
But the experiments
will indefinitely continue
With complete prejudice
Same as they projected
There is yet years of light
To dissect your atomized remains
Flee