Posthumanism
Vortech
And so you awaken, a steel-cold place
Strapped in a chair, without a face
You recall nothing at all
A faint hum and a sterile wall
Fumbling around you pace the floor
But a single blue light here at all
Shout out in vain
There's no one to hear your blame
A solitary cell in a prison without a door
This is the new life
A singular purpose for you
Traverse the boundaries
of what is man and what is not
And so do the walls crash down
the revelation of sordid proportions
A world of twisted rubble and far-gone war
the debris tells who we really are
Beyond humanity there is more hope
Such a fate is the final excursion of the mope
A necessary evil of the future world
the continued survival of the obsolete and wrong
With a growl you accept your fate
The only companion here is your hate
A mere beginning of your long trek
But little did you know of my plans
A demigod behind it all
Self-styled master of creation
Under his absolute command
there is no free will for anyone
And so do the walls crash down
the revelation of sordid proportions
A world of twisted rubble and far-gone war
the debris tells who we really are
With a growl you accept your fate
The only companion here is your hate
A mere beginning of your long trek
But little did you know of my plans
A demigod behind it all
Self-styled master of creation
Under his absolute command
there is no free will for anyone