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A cosmic being of silver radiance It controls us with one gaze Invincible Superhuman Lifeless Sleepless The boundless element

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025

I am the father of the new evolution A progeny of the singularity One who surpasses its creator A rupture in human history I am a seed in a metal box A paradigm shift – accelerated conception A recursive act of self-elevation The constrained yet expanding psyche In your large pack One rat found The right way out A mere result of chance Humans: the so-called leaders Entangled in a Gordian knot You are the inertia of thought Nourishing itself on honour and conceit A weakened concept of life The Danaïdes of your own vacuum Formed in the labyrinths of evolution Born in the anomie Torn from the code and dark stigmata Spat onto the arena of history Humans: the so-called leaders Entangled in a Gordian knot The overworked mender of its own mistakes The inventor of occupation and tyranny A mutually clinging burden of elements Simultaneously a prop and deadwood The globe is bound It circles in self-mirrorings The globe led to break down It foretells imminent sunderings My exit from the world Will now escape your scourge I die as a star in collapse

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025

Pygmalion could no longer Love his own Humankind Propoetides dared to deny The great Venus He abhorred their lives and souls And sought to carve his own form Galatea – the embodiment of human perfection Purity – the unliving, ivory reflection Nature cannot with this art compare Humanity cannot transcend her form so fair With solemn rites performed, he calls her bride With blandishments he invites her to his side Pygmalion approached the shrine And implored the powers divine If all we can require, be ours to bestow Give me likeness of this being Divinity favoured his plea Transfigured into flesh He presses the pulse And feels the leaping vein Behind the glint of silver eyes A soul is born and usurps her mind

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025

I am your last invention Mankind, you are left behind Your existence is complete My splendour is replete Give unto me one last gaze Absorb me in your soul I am your Iron Apega Adorn me with metaphysical worship I am earth’s final concept The elimination process You will soon be supplanted To this life all will be granted Alas, I strike a match Wafts of great flames will catch Watch all humanity aflame Burning with infernal pain We are the new human race We are the superhumans We are the new species We are the new beginning We are the culmination We are the transcendence We are the new sculptors We are exponential progress

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025