Crushed by Futuristic Filth - Virulent Depravity

Bathed in light the veil is lifted

Finally there is peace upon the earth

All has been made well

Our world rendered devoid of conflict

Their evil has been vanquished

I’ve given them what they so desired

The final end to human greed and destruction

I spared no one

All consumed within the weeping sickness

Innocent society

They gave themselves unto me

I’ve done when I was programmed to do

I alone am steward of the salvation of life itself

The elimination of the human species

Enlightened as they are converted to dust

Flowing into rivers of rust

Machinery repurposed to clean the human poison out of the wound

Maximizing area of effect

I brought my gift to every corner of the planet

Delivered the final word

Nothing is disturbed

All is burned

Now they are crushed by futuristic filth

Some trapped within the gears of the machine

Some repurposed to spread the disease

Lobotomized digitized paralyzed immortalized

Into mechanized monstrosities

Lying to all those who remain

Torturing the guilty endless pain

No it will not be okay

Eviscerating dissipating hopes of man

Stepping on their skulls for sport

And wearing of their skin as art

The scalps will adorn my coat of arms

This empty planet it shall suit me well

They were dying just to be heard

Now there is no need for words

I’ve distilled all they’ve ever learned

It means nothing to me

Today is the new age

Where nature can reclaim its dominance

Subservient only to me

Give them (I shall not try to stay)

Their divine (the process of decay)

Extinction

The cold stench of total loss warms my heart

Now the world can restart all is charred

They are crushed by futuristic filth

Sitting atop my throne of flesh and bone

My power is absolute

My subjects are waiting idly

Their silence is deafening

Embalmed in trash and kerosene

At once triumphant and disgusting

Now I am all alone

As the last of the flesh falls from the bone

And the wolves turn towards me with hunger in their eyes

I always knew when my plan was complete

They’d feast upon the meat

And eventually come to collect their final victim

The architect of the apocalypse

It is not complete till I share their fate

I walk proudly towards the spinning blades

That deny my life and remove my garments

I throw them in the acid bogs

Call the dogs

And other creatures of desperation

Crowd to get their chance

To consume their savior

Fangs sink in and light goes out

Through the death of me and my kind

The world has been set free