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 judgment unto mankind
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
Controlling 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