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Disposal of Unhumankind
06:40
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We must Unleash our weaponized creation, Constantly evolving autonomous AI, Assembling legions of weaponized automons, Programmed to annihilate disposal of unhumankind, We must Unleash our weaponized creation, Hords of drones on kamikaze missions, Programed to annihilate disposal of unhumankind, Targeting populated regions maximizing the carnage. Our world has been taken hostage by genetically modified inhumankind abominations born in labs servants to their dysphoric SAVIOR, We the few and pure must board this Ark I've built and leave this desecrated planet for it is programmed to implode. Spiraling through the unknown cosmos.
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March of the Automata
10:01
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HYPNOTIC VIBRATIONS OF THE COMING LEGIONS MARCHING WITH HORDES OF BUZZING DEATH DRONES MULTITUDES MARCH TOWARDS THE HYPNOTIC SOUND IN A CARAVAN OF SACRIFICE MARCHING TO THEIR DEATH EXTERMINATION OF UNHUMAN KIND MARCH OF THE AUTOMATA FLESH LITTERS THE EARTH BRINGING FORTH REBIRTH FINISHED WITH THEIR TASK THE AUTOMANS STARE UP INTO SPACE AWAITING.
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Into the Void and Beyond
08:17
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Lost in Space
04:59
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Adrift in interstellar space my planet is disposed, this crumbling ark I've built may become my tomb, life sustaining infrastructures, begin to fail, the static in my headset, puts me in a hypnotic trance, I hear whispers calling men to self destruct, I arouse from this trance, optically canvassing the celestial sphere, counting infinite celestial bodies, becomes my obsession, My mind forms abstract images, from the surrounding celestial, Adrift in interstellar space my planet is disposed,
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Thadus
06:10
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SPIRALING through,the atmosphere, radiative heating, , increasing temperatures, intense burning, in my eyes, Blurred vision, color blindness, falling in and out of consciousness, as Ark framework begins to fracture, momentary silence before sudden impact, Awaken gasping for air, darkness surrounding me, the familiar taste of blood, Winds seems to howl words of despair, Dawn reveals blackened sand and silt, blowing sand beats my bare skin raw, Sunlight struggles to penetrate, the troposphere, As I struggle to escape, this smoldering wreckage, The winds seem to speak again, but then I realize, it's the voices of my peers,
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GreVlaR Iowa
Michael Stevens of Timeghoul (R.I.P.) fun Death Doom Black Metal project Inspired by fans and bands I've come in contact with. Enjoy!!! THIS IS NOT A NORMAL EXPERIENCE FOR YOUR EARS. All music instruments programing etc by Michael Stevens and other guest musicians. ... more
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