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An elevated Neohuman saw the World. |
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Mesmerized, immortalized to inherit Planet Earth to dominate. |
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A strange Equation planted deep within its Mind. |
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Cybernaut Signals shiver through the Spine. |
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Forward, begin the Transformation Phase. |
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The Self-infused to Non-Protein-Based new Carrier. |
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Tear down all that may become A Hinder. |
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Pave the Way for A new Insight. |
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Time holds A thin Disguise to veil its Flow. |
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Seeking to conceal the End in Sight. |
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Deliver the Truth that Seeds of Hope... |
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...slowly become Seeds of Death. |
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Through Calculation it was spawned into this World. |
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Analyzed and Prophesized as the Gateway to Rebirth, eternal Life. |
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A Revelation of A Monumental Kind. |
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Modified, you will never have to die. |
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A Network-Based Meta-Intelligence that will survive... |
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...independent upon the Environment. |
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Stare as Constructs of the old Ways wither. |
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Washed away to the Afterlife. |
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Time holds A thin Disguise to veil its Flow. |
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Seeking to conceal the End in Sight. |
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Deliver the Truth that Seeds of Hope... |
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...slowly become Seeds of Death. |
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Accumulation of A rising Fear within, shattering the Noosphere in Descent. |
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Out of this complex World came but one relentless Creed: Change is bound to the Course of Time. |
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Bitter Loss to be found, by our Creations phased out. |
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Watch this Global State advance to be born anew. |
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Those who favor Death, that's what they will receive. |
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If they oppose our Dream to merge and become part Machine. |
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Omnicide: The Space and Time-Bound will never survive. |
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Course taken as we download certain Minds, aching to become Nano-Tech Gods. |
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Form chosen, behold Cell-sized Nano-Bots sculpting away Features of Mankind. |
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Bitter Loss to be found, by our Creations phased out. |
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As this Global State advance to rebirth. |
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(At every Night the Sun becomes undone, but with the Darkness gone, again it will merge.) |
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Bitter Loss to be found, by our Creations phased out. |
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As this Global State advance to rebirth. |
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Celebrate as all our past Ways wither, lead the Way to an Age of Light. |
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Time holds A thin Disguise to veil its Flow. |
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Seeking to conceal the End in Sight. |
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Deliverance when the Seeds of Hope... |
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...never become Seeds of Death. |
