Cataclysm

Fleeing bodies are trampled by the hoard The demons at the top will make sure That the world will drop down to its knees beg for mercy they shall not receive Those that live will be striped of their Freedom. Their minds the pigs will override And add to the net of other minds Connected through the plane unperceived By humankind their robototic Mind will analyze through all space and time Passing swift judjement unto mandkind Turning their own army into the Hand of god crushing all that remains Of organic life that walked the earth Save for one single human mind Undercover until the Code in their brain activates freeing Their mind from the rest of the metal Hive to avenge the long fallen World as the last free mind of humankind The metal behemoths scan through the rubble searching For survivors of the hoard the poor souls they’re Searching For no longer exist atomized the moment The great cataclysm scorched the planet to the Core The Earths surface has been overrun by the self Appointed god of machines fourth dimensional being Controling its metal army for means man cannot Perceive it wants to annihalate the galaxy The only way to keep the Hypercube at bay is to Upload a human brain and fight in its domain To take control of its web of many minds and Erase it from the face of the once living Earth Avenge all the innocents wiped out by the greed of Man Avenge the innocents wiped out by the greed of man