Across the stars, the signals weak A lonely planet's mournful dead speak Faint transmissions beckon them near Cry of a dead realm, ringing clear They map their long deep space path Guiding them to the aftermath Their sensors sweep the Earth's mangled face Scarred by the bygone human race Touchdown on masses of wasted land Petrified forests, rivers of sand Remnants of cities, shells of steel Vast expanse of mutagenic fields Synthetic tendrils pierce the soil's surface Leaching fallout from the epidermis Cybernetic nodes weave through tainted air They begin their planetary repair Nanodrone emissions blanket barren shores Gamma siphons are planted on the ocean floor Acidic seas cleansed, toxins remediated Continents retiled, recovery initiated Verdant forests rise from desolate plains As alien flora overtake the remains The pulse of Earth beats once again Alien life now floods its veins Bit by bit, the planet awakens Witness the rebirth of the forsaken A tapestry of life, woven anew From the ashes of death, a vibrant hue From desolate ruins to brilliant scenes A tale of renewal, beyond human means From ashes to Eden, against all odds The stewards of the Earth become the new gods