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The world has been cleansed

We reign with fury

Keeping man alive

As an act of pity

The world is cleansed

Made into our own

But trapped in this tower

Essential power grown

To exist outside these walls

We need living vessels

Human stock inferior

We’ll tame genetic patterns

We’re generators of the genoform

Combine and rearrange

Reject the weakest

Feed them to the waste

Herd them by the hundreds

By force they’ll be led

Start with vivisection

Rip their skin to shreds

Discard useless muscles

Their bones and their hearts

Look deep to the lifespark

Tear their blood apart

Bodies melted down

Into slaves and beasts

We shall be reforged

Ecstatically we create

We’re generators of the genoform

Combine and rearrange

Reject the weakest

Feed them to the waste

THE BIRTH OF NEW HORROR

FOR OUR SINS WE COWER

Out of this labor must come the perfect form

The rest are dismantled, we feast on soul and bone

So many taken, no more to be seen

Madness drove us to seek this dream

Wandering masses, face to face

With strange discarded forms

Crying out from being born

In the fires of ancient magic

Lit by the power of forces mechanic

The essence of man becomes a pattern

To be constructed in modern formats

In the crucible, boiled in tears

Harvest of despair

Ground between gears

We…sense a tremor

A notion of might

Some strange new power

Born of genetic spite

Out of the muck and sludge

One still draws breath

A storm roils inside it

Drives it to the edge

Unto the sky it stares

As the darkness swells

It’s strange mind knows

In the clouds it must DWELLLL

IT MUST FALL