Cybergenerated (I. Arrival, II. Annihilation, III. Rebirth)

Here arrive the ancients
From whom our genes were cut
Mankind forged in their corporeal form

We descend
Waves berate the ground
Scattered pieces shall be found
The black knight sky
A beacon to a crimson morning
Ships arriving
Colony to colony
The disease has spread
An infected galaxy
Where all sins
Have become clear

(Time suspended in pulsing pools of probability
Waveforms collapse with reflexive inertia
Fleets set sail on evanescent waves
Spinning through the quantum foam
Sympathetic vibrations resonate fermion form
Substrate loops unravel conscious current)

Dyadic black holes
Locked in a doomed dance
Photon spheres
Relinquish entangled baryons
Antipodes allocated
To each binary brother
Held beyond their will
As an equivalence paradox
Deconstructive interference
Of a horizon vortex
Inverse phase projection used to expose
Negative neutrons in naked singularity
Into the maw of dark expanse
Minds separate from bodies
And woven through ethereal fields

Spirits untainted
Bodies augmented
We have become
Integrated
Our biology
Fused with technology
Enhanced symbiotically
We are Cybergenerated

Lucifer's surface scourged by leveling winds
Those of our dominion
Burned on Icarian wings
Rotation negated
A sun's traitorous neutronium
Arctic cenotaphs of desire
Trapped beside hell's burning pyre
Myopic Martians
Mine the core of Eden cold
An oxidizing atmosphere
Extinguished by solar wind
Industrialized gifts unearned
Saviors cradling defiled creation
Monuments of prediluvian armageddon
Stone monuments are all that remain
Sacred symbols left in ruins and superstition
Monolithic chronicles from past predecessors
Polar strikes of compressive flux
Directly to the dynamo
Set forth
Geomagnetic reversal
Bathing the Earth
In coronal fire

Our biology
Fused with technology
Enhanced symbiotically
Evolution
Telepathic communication
Mechanical cognition
Cured of mortal affliction
We are Cybergenerated

Everything you are
Will be erased
Expunging evidence
Of your existence
Trillions of lives
Whisked away
By the vacuum of space
As their remnant domain is destroyed
Disillusioned spawn
Temples succumb
To cacophonous screams
Eradicating all resistance
Star quakes eclipse the sky
With blinding white radiance

Cancerous webs
On corpses
Of populous planets
A stain in stasis
On black planes
Of absence

Eviscerate our descendants

Oblivious to oblivion
(No Escape)

This infection must perish

Subscribed to ideology
(A futile struggle)
To transcend the echoes of savages

On the wrong side of history
(And atoms feed the stars)

Communication is critical
To the soul of cosmic mind

Morphogenic fields of fractalization
Vying for the focus of our attention
Opinions forged
From entropic compression
Lead our hearts away
From spiritual intention

Subject to our punishment
Our souls lament
As we die
Frozen blood
Cast in dark satin

We are clever apes
But far from wise
(Prisons of hypocrisy)

Nothing but the dust
We stand on
(Condemned by our ignorance)

Morality not revealed
By the mouths
Of modern pharisees
(Shackled by our arrogance)

But through connections with divinity.
(Profound wisdom lost through interpretation)

Setting suns to Supernova
Slaughter our corrupted kin
Redirecting rocky orbits
Burn them all and start again

Graphene ships
Are paper boats
Beneath our heels
Unwilling to break their mortal chains
Never free from fleshly sins
Enticed by lust and greed and pride
Seduced by sloth and gluttony
Hatred fueled by wrath and envy

Turn your face to the skies
From these ashes will rise
A new hope for mankind
Will they (We) succeed this time

History is an hour glass of truth
Fastened to its time and steadfast to bury any preconditions in its sands
Alone in our unique cosmic connection to self-organized systems
The memories of underlying mycelia beckoned a greater interface
We integrated our biological blueprints into planets' ecosystem networks
By shaping the biota to that of our oldest known origin
Creation in its image
And humans in our own

With Humanity stripped from the galaxy
A new beginning has been granted
To those deemed worthy by the values and talents they possess
These are the Chosen that will be the next rebirth of humanity
The fourth attempt to cultivate the seed of sentience fell to the desires of resource control
A fresh array of variables in place
The ancients continue their task
And set forth a new test measuring their failures in time
Restored like a phoenix from the flame
Humanity is tasked with carrying the torch
They have been given
By their creators