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Echoes, drifting through space;
Free from the malice, distortion,
and everything that is organized thought.

Vast, dark energy reigns!
Weaponized and used....
Destruction envelops as extinction follows existence.

Bound to a strange dimension:
subservience or termination.
Negligent resistance from those who oppose!

Reintegration!

Our kind: one mind,
We pursue the ultimate truth.
All sentient worlds are commodious
necessary tools for galactic control.

As our grip grows tighter,
Devolution takes place and more systems fall.
Through brutal oppression,
Conditioned by eternal war!

The time for harvest nears,
and Life shall bear no weight.

The search for equilibrium
shall balance this great plain

We will take control
and depredate your mother star!

One last glimpse of light
before everlasting dark!

Ruled by an unseen force.
Bred for galactic control.
Killed in order to serve.

We are the Deadfall; Octal and machine.
We are legion inheritors of this galaxy!

Keeper of the Fire, prime architect.
Destiny of quadrality universal subsistence.
How can you fathom what lays beyond?

Existence in eleven dimensions is an absurdity
to beings that resonate in four dimensional reality.

The colors and spectra,
incomprehensible shock and awe!
You cry out in agony
as our mother ship descends to cull

Weak and pathetic you tremble and ask us why?
We look down and all eight eyes vaporize what's left.

Our intent: Harvest souls for mass ascension
Shed ourselves of corporeal form
through Galactic Oppression

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