1. The Shape Of Things To Come

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?

2. Neohuman

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 recieve.
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.
Deliverance when the Seeds of Hope...
...never become Seeds of Death.

3. Limits To Infinity

With faith you receive deceit
parts of a fractured whole
numbers of false equations
that the masses will obey
there is an exit that's kept unknown
for the ones unworthy of the elite
a plan to abandon earth
as we're colonizing another world
world unknown
beyond this charred place where you were born
as below
so above is the phrase that you seek
each cell holds a universe whitin
fed by a million suns
expand outwards on repeat
one object holds the key to all
there are limits to infinity
in the restricted lemniscate
the are bodies infinite
outside this earthly dome
eradication of the void
we know
nothing is nothing in this vibrant world
unveil words of the elite
that seek to gain control
the masters reach ascension
while the slaves must face decay
this is the time when the conquerors
of deep space reaches out to infinity
and so the unfortunate remain
feeding upon their own despair
world unknown
beyond this charred place where you were born
as below
so above is the phrase that you seek
each cell holds a universe within
fed by a million suns
expand outwards on repeat
one object holds the key to all
there are limits to infinity
in the restricted lemniscate
there are bodies infinite
outside this earthly dome
soon the day will come
destruction of the meek
is imminent
the programmed fear ensures we will
be reborn as gods
culture infected no venom detected
agenda erected now charge
vaccines that promote disease
tyrants elected survivors selected
the dead resurrected to rise
as we merge with the machines
limits to infinity
fed by a million suns
expand onwards on repeat
one object holds the key to all
there are limits to infinity
in the restricted lemniscate
there are bodies infinite
outside this earthly dome
hiding a new home

4. Cryonic Harvest

Dead but soon revived.
Within these Walls even Death can die.
Swarm of Microscopic Machines.
Drones sized as Cells enable Life.

Timewave of Man's Fate they manipulate.
Affecting the Timeline.

Deep Cryo-Suspension in liquid Nitrogen Tanks.
Come, beckoning Souls, now it's Time for you all to rise.

Into everlasting Time and A never declining Day.
They'll live forever, on and on forevermore.

Through Regeneration the Nanotechnology thrives.
Cold Bodies are stored, they are dreaming behind the Ice.

Timewave of Man's Fate they manipulate.
With Intent to re-animate.

Calibrate the Wave of Man's Fate to reactivate.
Affecting the Timeline.

Into everlasting Time and A never declining Day.
They'll live forever, on and on forevermore.
Into everlasting Life to forever deny Decay.
They're sworn to summon all that's gone back to Life.

Scan the Memories of the Mind.
Repair the Damage found inside.
Send sentient Nano-Bots to ease the Thermal Stress.
Reverse Death.

Now follow the fervent Aura.
Heal when your Soul soars into Form.

Into everlasting Time and A never declining Day.
They'll live forever, on and on forevermore.
Into everlasting Life to forever deny Decay.
They're sworn to summon all that's gone back to Life.

"Finally after the Process of freezing and storing the Bodies of the deceased in liquid Nitrogen Tanks to prevent
tissue Decomposition.
The Time has arrived to liberate them from their unfortunate Situation.
Unleash the sentient Nano-Bots to perform certain Reconstruction, ease the Thermal Stress and gently direct the Dead
into Digital Immortality.
Disengage Cryo-Suspension."

5. The Spiral Timeshift

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 ideolize.
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... 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... 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 ideolize.
Invasive Technology drawn like Moths to Flame.

Yet all 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.

6. Children Of The Integrated Circuit

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7. Neuromancers

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.

8. Technocalyptic Cybergeddon

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 Conquerers 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.