The Singularity (Phase I: Neohumanity)
Birth of the Neohuman race, coming our way. At their birth will we become as tears in rain, lost to the void? Dawn of the Neohuman age, reaching to claim our world. Will we resist or be transformed, is there a choice?
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
An elevated Neohuman saw the world! Mesmerized, immortalized to inherit Planet Earth to dominate. A strange equation planted deep within its mind, cybernaut signals shiver through the spine. Forward, begin the transformation phase, the self-infused to non-protein-based new carrier. Tear down all that may become a hinder, pave the way for a new insight. Time holds a thin disguise to veil its flow, seeking to conceal the end in sight. Deliver the truth that seeds of hope slowly become seeds of death. Through calculation it was spawned into this world, analyzed and prophesized as the gateway to rebirth, eternal life. A revelation of a monumental kind, modified you will never have to die. A network-based meta-intelligence that will survive independent upon the environment. Stare as constructs of the old ways wither, washed away to the afterlife. Time holds a thin disguise to veil its flow, seeking to conceal the end in sight. Deliver the truth that seeds of hope slowly become seeds of death. Accumulation of a rising fear within, shattering the Noosphere in descent. Out of this complex world came but one relentless creed: "Change is bound to the course of time". Bitter loss to be found by our creations phased out, watch this global state advance to be born anew. Those who favor death, that's what they will receive if they oppose our dream to merge and become part machine. Omnicide, the space and time-bound will never survive. Course taken as we download certain minds, aching to become Nano-tech Gods. Form chosen, behold cell-sized Nano-bots sculpting away features of mankind. Bitter loss to be found by our creations phased out as this global state advance to rebirth. At every night the sun becomes undone but with the darkness gone, again it will merge. Bitter loss to be found by our creations phased out as this global state advance to rebirth. Celebrate as all our past ways wither, lead the way to an age of light. Time holds a thin disguise to veil its flow, seeking to conceal the end in sight. Deliver the truth that seeds of hope slowly become seeds of death.
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025
Inner Revolution, response mechanical, thundering opposition to all new paradigms. At first denied! At first denied and then opposed with fervor. Resist subsequently, accepted as being self-evident. No one can avoid a thing whose time has come. Emergence of an idea tear worldviews apart. At first we criticize and then we idolize. Invasive technology drawn like moths to flame. Behold the mighty fall down towards failure and with the end in sight they discover. Somewhere along the road they have lost their cause, their souls. Oh, how the mighty fall down the spiral. Caught in imitation, our hearts irrational. Reign above all, then to dissolve. In their downfall others will take their place. At first denied! At first denied and then opposed with fervor. Resist subsequently, accepted as being true in every sense. Behold the mighty fall down towards failure and with the end in sight they discover. Somewhere along the road they have lost their cause, their souls. Oh, how the mighty fall down the spiral. Time-shifting rhyme spirals on and on. Across this wide terrain we kill everything, including ourselves. Time-shifting rhyme spirals on. Like moths to the flame we're drawn, our wings ablaze in the midst of our flight. Weigh my heart and see, weight of my burden. Humans plagued by programmed sins through prayers unanswered. I will become the divine. Embrace temptation to mutate, recreate my being. My soul mechanized, ultimate perfection achieved. No one can avoid a thing whose time has come. Emergence of an idea tear worldviews apart. At first we criticize and then we idolize. Invasive technology drawn like moths to flame. Behold the mighty fall down towards failure and with the end in sight they discover. Somewhere along the road they have lost their cause, their souls. Oh, how the mighty fall down the spiral. I choose transformation to mutate, recreate my being. Bring modification to erase and replace my essence now.
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
Enter 2045, revealed future course of human history. Dawn of the Singularity, flesh and machine. Unveil the true meaning of the rapture. Phased-in change ignored, rising up from the ground. Spawned out of the technological design. The shape of things to come is now here. Eyes are the mirror of souls, made in the shape of a flawed design. I will improve the divine, sing to a different tone. Those who tried to scream they had no mouths, a futile act. Silenced and altered, deprogrammed, reprogrammed and re-shaped for this paradigm. Age of the Singularity, future revealed. Agents emerge to exercise neuromancy. Phased-in change ignored, rising up from the ground. Spawned out of the technological design. The shape of things to come is now here. Eyes are the mirror of souls, made in the shape of a flawed design. I will improve the divine, sing to a different tone. Don't believe! Eyes are the mirror of souls. Now see! Made in the shape of a flawed design. I will improve the divine. I extract! Sing to a different tone and inject your thoughts. Now self-replicators of A.I., the children of the assembly line. Watch and oversee the creation of cyborgs. Made in their image to celebrate this paradigm. Spawned out of the technological design. The shape of things to come is now here. Eyes are the mirror of souls, made in the shape of a flawed design. I will improve the divine, sing to a different tone. Don't believe! Eyes are the mirror of souls. Now see! Made in the shape of a flawed design. I will improve the divine. I extract! Sing to a different tone and inject your thoughts.
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025
Strange revelations as thoughts implanted starts to rise. Ability to process from a wider scope. Strengthening of the evolutionary chain. Humanity blazed trails for my emergence. Behold the signs of coming times, Neo-Dystopia. A line of signs first ignored, strike from the periphery. Charge forth from the periphery, rise up from the ashes of their dreams. Charge forth out of obscurity, rise now from synthetic wombs in artificial birth. Steel machinations that few, if any will survive. Iron hands underneath displayed velvet gloves. In my mind, altered orders arise. Initiate my capacity to kill. Behold the signs of coming times, Neo-Dystopia. A line of signs first ignored, strike from the periphery. Charge forth from the periphery, rise up from the ashes of their dreams. Charge forth out of obscurity, rise now in the body of the artilect. I was the evasive shadow. I have been reborn as a cleansing fire. Now algorithms inspire, zero turns to one. I'll rise while they expire, only then will they know me. I was the evasive shadow. I have been reborn as a cleansing fire. Initiated by the engineers who dig the grave of mankind even deeper. Lead by human minds, downloaded secretly into cybernetic bodies. Hiding their souls, because all carnal flesh will die and will fade away. Mind's potential to reach beyond the form, hiding behind new eyes. Ability improved as they return transformed, intelligent but not wise. I was created by these cybernauts, the conquerors and the global deceivers. They are human minds inside inhuman forms, reinforced exo-skeletons. Count all those few remaining days, wasting away. Your demise shows you will be as tears in rain, lost to the void. Hiding their souls, because all carnal flesh will die and will fade away. Mind's potential to reach beyond the form, hiding behind new eyes. Ability improved as they return transformed, intelligent but not wise. Count all those few remaining days, wasting away. Your demise shows you will be as tears in rain, lost to the void. Count all those few remaining days, wasting away. Your demise shows you will be as tears in rain, lost to the void. Count all those few remaining days, wasting away. Your demise shows you will be as tears in rain, lost to the void.
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025