Bow before machine. Cybernetically intertwined.

Fixated to the screen, our digital deceit,

Lost in a tempest of soulless retreat.

Worship of binary gods, forsake reality,

Our species enslaved by a falsehood deity.

Gaze into its eyes behold the power of this ever-growing beast we shall kneel.

In cyber shrines. Their digital worship, machine gods arise. Spewing noxious noise. And polluting their minds. Empty thoughts and fainting eyes.

Their souls consumed by the hell they've created.

Towers rise casting shadows on vesicated seas.

The static hum, a symphony of despair, beyond the hopeless weak.

The cities choked with endless suffocating smoke. Pollution ever growing, the devil in a cloak. Mother Nature cries, her tears sear the land. Your barren wastelands echo you have no place to stand.

The era of devolution will now be instilled.

How could they let this happen.

Now bear witness to the fate of our history.

Human despair the flesh to machine the end of our existence as we speak

Witness this dystopia, this hellacious sight,

Where man-made monsters feast on the decaying light.

Confronting the archetype.

Digital uprise sealing your certain demise marching forward to the end of time.