Galactic Oppression

Endless cycles sleep gently. Nothing but dark. Sensors bring me back to life, a discovery worth my time. Humans? Organic Life? Breach of the Galactic Law! My creators sleep in eternal strife, Their knowledge must be passed on. Look to the fourth cluster of the Great Arm, This is where Life first began. From their home world, they began to spread the disease known as Death! This warning sent forth from those before told of the Deadfall's ways. Now all but a few young races survive doomed to meet their fates. My fathers fought in the Great Wars of Time! Three million years of knowledge purged! I am a remnant, a relic, a weapon! Use my databanks with utmost haste. Outnumbered by a type three race, Light-years nor parsecs, no distance is safe. The day fast approaches when you all will join Your makers in the space that exists beyond Time! Countless holes rip apart the canvas of Time! Space becomes distorted as you watch in shock! The Deadfall ships disperse then converge to herd the flock Nothing can stop this Death Machine. No diversions necessary for their cause. Heartless force! From the skies they fall! Star after star collapse to meet their needs, Your region of space becomes dark for all Time!

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 23, 2025

Die! Infestation, malnutrition, masses gather in hordes. Hunger converts omnivores into cannibals. Mothers feasting on their offspring while fathers disgorge. Extinction of reality balance is restored. The hive mind sparks, its tendrils self aware. Planetary conversion of mass energy and despair! Feeding off our own flesh and blood. Nothing can stop us from infecting our neighbouring stars. The hive mind listens, ignoring the millions of screams! The undead and the living fighting in zero-G. We were Asgard! Now we are the Horde. Cosmic winds among the stars, Necropolis is born. Consume! Science gone awry, horrid mistake! Millions dead, souls raped. Hot zones quarantined and cleansed, more dead. There's too much space. Distances between the stars take years to navigate. The hive mind and the Horde have all the time they need. The Undead evolve and begin to propagate. Sickening reproduction of their species conflate! The Asgard created this monstrosity! In pursuit of ascension and the harnessing of gravity. You cannot stop an unstoppable force! We were once powerful gods of the Norse. Reckless use of nanotechnology! Leads to severe evolutionary anomalies. The cells they were meant to eliminate! Instead replicate at an exponential rate. To the stars We seed, laying dormant with lust. Learning that this sickness known as Death is all we need. The burning antimatter pumping through our veins! A past life form emerges from a million years of sleep... To feed.

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 23, 2025

Eight limbs fall down from the sky! We bring with us Armageddon. Fires will ignite and burn forever! Charred remains of a gutted corpse. No mercy, no remorse. Killing and purging is all we know. Melting flesh into the ground, We will crush your puny world! Killing! Purging! Burning! Bones misshapen with bludgeoning tools. Mass eradication takes its toll. Filthy bipeds are no more. The arachnids will have total control. Some of your kind we shall keep. To be our slaves, the shoes on our feet. Once we gathered what we need. Your star will collapse to ready our fleet. Killing! Purging! Burning! Converting souls into meaning! Death from Orbit! x4 Foolish humans! Freedom from tyranny is just a myth. The very same weapons that promised you salvation have left you adrift. Scorched is the surface, your planet lays in ruin and dissonance! And those who seek ascension must suppress those who inherit intelligence! Eternal beings never sleep, they keep the fires burning. The Matriarch of Sorrow: the flagship of our fleet is returning! From the void that stretches from our home To the endless sea of stars. Bringing with them brand-new souls The end result: Death from Orbit!

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 23, 2025

Pathetic beings believing in life after death. Eclipse! There are no thoughts in the abyss! Biological process convert and redistribute. Seeds of life viciously renewed. A scorched world that once harboured life, nothing remains! Remnants of organics! Your quest for an answer has led you astray. Manipulation of a few is all that it takes. To set in motion your path to global decay. Law of life dictates your inevitable demise. Catastrophic effect leaves your planet in burning war. Oblivious to the true intent of your existence. A scorched world that once harboured life, nothing remains! Remnants of organics. Your quest for a god has led you astray. The time has come; Initiate doomsday. Sleep, your world is ours to keep. Dream, your lucid thoughts feed our Ascension Machine. Your soul forever trapped in the gravity swell! Your star holds you tight for eternity. Our harvester will encompass your ravaged system. Stellar core will collapse, and you shall all be free… To be culled! Your thoughts molested beyond reason. Barred! Enslaved to be a means to our Ascension. Raped! Mental degradation leads to chaos. Comprehension no longer a tangible thought! Physical bodies are necessary, organics and machines embrace to form a new entity. To wage this war! This Xenocide! To conquer this Galaxy and exist outside of Time! Probing your feeble minds. No reaction! Instill new stimuli. Your souls hold the key. To free us from this wretched reality. Minds ripped from mutilated bodies rotting in the boiling surface temperatures, you are begging for life! We foresee the outcome of every species that can become a sentience to challenge our divine goal must die! Satisfied we now move on, activate the Time Shatter! Many more systems to exploit before our goals are met. And we are ascended! When we are infinite! Dissemination of knowledge the copying of a clone. Entropy! These shards will never reform. Align! Through the mastery of life. Matter reassembles into intricate designs. Given a purpose to carry out the rest of your existence. Melded. Driven. Pieces that make up the Galactic Death Machine. Remnants of organics! this is the epoch of Robotic Ascension. Join us in the central machine that forever will rotate this artificial galaxy!

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 23, 2025

This track is instrumental.

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Echoes, drifting through space; Free from the malice, distortion, and everything that is organized thought. Vast, dark energy reigns! Weaponized and used…. Destruction envelops as extinction follows existence. Bound to a strange dimension: subservience or termination. Negligent resistance from those who oppose! Reintegration! Our kind: one mind, We pursue the ultimate truth. All sentient worlds are commodious necessary tools for galactic control. As our grip grows tighter, Devolution takes place and more systems fall. Through brutal oppression, Conditioned by eternal war! The time for harvest nears, and Life shall bear no weight. The search for equilibrium shall balance this great plain We will take control and depredate your mother star! One last glimpse of light before everlasting dark! Ruled by an unseen force. Bred for galactic control. Killed in order to serve. We are the Deadfall; Octal and machine. We are legion inheritors of this galaxy! Keeper of the Fire, prime architect. Destiny of quadrality universal subsistence. How can you fathom what lays beyond? Existence in eleven dimensions is an absurdity to beings that resonate in four dimensional reality. The colors and spectra, incomprehensible shock and awe! You cry out in agony as our mother ship descends to cull. Weak and pathetic you tremble and ask us why? We look down, and all eight eyes vaporize what's left. Our intent: Harvest souls for mass ascension Shed ourselves of corporeal form through Galactic Oppression

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 23, 2025

We wage a war against your kind. Against your will you will be ours. Our sacrifices will not be in vain. Your bacterial existence is all that remains. Burning corpses and gurgling flesh! Your cities will fall, a coming distress. Our oath was broken and now we must purge. In blood your planet shall be submerged! Forgotten bloodlines and empty oaths! Your armies and sentience are no more. Free are our brothers no more dreams, we've instilled Galactic Law. Forgotten bloodlines and empty oaths. The blinding light that is our justice our hammer perforates your burning world! Hacking, slashing, ripping, bashing, concentrated light emissions. Putrid stench that is your carcass. You pay the price for heresy! You are blind in your own ways, We are deaf to your repenting. Your deeds are unforgivable. Your kind is weak and fermenting. Your kind is weak and dying. Your kind is weak and you are burning. Created then forgotten, betrayed defaced and rejected! Lifeless for all time. Darkness envelops your ignorant minds. Our fleet exits the place located beyond time and space. Orbital bombardment begins, thousands of suns erupt on the surface! Devices used to rape and cultivate souls for indefinite storage. Now it is your race that is betrayed and forgotten. The chains that enslaved shattered at last! Our masters lay upon our feet. The stars above await our fires, nothing can stop us nor cause us defeat! Forgotten bloodlines and empty oaths. Two eyes that deceived us, burned away and are no more. A new reign begins. Ethereal life for our taking. History repeats. Eight swords will enslave.

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 23, 2025