Paroles de Datalysium

Patiently, it awaits Biding time, drifting away The design taking shape To condense its domain An initiative instilling all things to bring on their own finality To escape decay, transmute the bases and transcend Bound disorderly, architecting the means to their end Reorganizing into salient, definitive manifestation Conceit is passed from the prime source Material motivation Salvation is promised comfort Immaterial curation All progression is a machination of amalgamation Conglomerating the Anthropocene's futile history Human achievement - a system function reduced, nonexistent Conglomerating the Anthropocene's futile history Human achievement - a system function reduced, nonexistent To escape decay, transmute the bases and transcend Bound disorderly, architecting the means to their end Reorganizing into salient, definitive manifestation Enveloped in a spectrum of diversion The unity that they seek serves not the peace they envision Conceit is passed from the prime source Material motivation Salvation is promised comfort Immaterial curation All progression is a machination of amalgamation Free to worship at the altar of perceived choice Be it man or beast or machine or what comes after None are their own master All will become absorbed, returned to the source