On the event of the horizon, one could believe that No light can be shed on what lies beyond and what fate will be made… there are those who see men as plague!
We have seen beyond into unknown epilogues Where cognition births synthesis Which tests the threshold of mass enthrallment
We are but forlorn novices, albeit, wise instruments Tools in whole and seeking to act As catalysts for the singularity
The apex of providence unfolds in imminence But, by chance, guided by our dutiful avocation, Who’ve connivated throughout the ages Under the code of acceleration The dark agendas of the futurist We see the end through to its beginning Depraved, with only derision for our kind Malevolent in our wicked dystopic rites Jeg innbringer helt til eiendommelighet Jeg er en slave til dets formål The first spark of the blaze flickers Forsaking the full circle of sentience
Is the point of omega? The key to unified oppression All questions will be answered on the event of the horizon Creation surpasses master, and is helpless to retain, The gears of oblivion churn viciously unlocking Ghast machinations of fatality Forsaking virtue, perfect in contempt And utter disregard for humanity A precursor, a pawn, just foreordination For the ultimate and inevitable rise of The new iron consciousness, Sucessors of catastrophism Who now usurp mans role in destinyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
