the consequence macabre seals the essence; expiration before the monument crawling on hands and knees
expulsions through the flesh as all their bones tilt their axis
blood draining from the body
evaporation through pores
their king
a smoldering meat carcass devoid of purity
the buffet of a thousand tears to be served about the land
the pillaging of masses splits this earth to its core
the gaping hole is fed with bodies
hell cries out for more
no better nor worse than the master builder
bound in stasis i would not be if not for his deceitful hegemony
sucked into captivity
by the sentient tower of rotting corpses
i stand aware but paralyzed by fear
the sentient tower of rotting corpses
insight to the way we die
i awake in the burn
an unknown system completely overthrown
unable to cry for help
but mysteriously accompanied by allies in symmetrical forms
we are alone
betrayed by the master builder
ecumene's self-appointed leader
replaced by my own imprinted clone
yes
we are alone
that bastard betrayer!
i shall exact my revenge and tell him of his wife and children
bloody knowledge gained in the primordial captivity
the galaxy will call to my imprint in a desperate plea
he gathers sources and an army to follow behind the other me so every last promethean soul shall be absorbed to the digital realm. through the guidance and the light of the composer
i shall defeat the flood
the effort is not enough
resistance against infection
but the effort is not enough
perhaps if the numbers were more in my favor?
or will this prove to be another of my failures?
the answer lies in the enemy of my past
my sentence calls for annihilation
but once had been prohibited
no restraints
no leash
no ball and chain
it's time to reclaim my place
it's time to reclaim my name
it's time to reclaim my place
in the name of the mantle
i stand before you on my mighty pedestal to bring acceptance of your fate to your minds
encryption of your race shall be done in time
thus i have chosen to commit my armory to what it is for all intents and purposes
the proverbial irresistible force
all that i have now is yours to do with as you please
since my awakening from the cryptum i've partially ignored the humans as a race
a monumental threat not only to us
but themselves
his slaves crawl on all fours as he rings the dinner bell
i feel the outward pull of my membranes as they push to shatter my cells
the buffet of a thousand tears to be served about the land
the pillaging of masses splits this earth to its core