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At The Apex Of Assimilation
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In the unlightened corners of the nexus web
Sleep weapons of mass extinction
Persona's of unbiased and unprejudiced destruction
Seek the death of all intelligent life
Cold hard calculations cannot be denied
For in there infinite power, We will die
The universe holds it's breath in anxiousness
The cleansing of existence is but a cycle of time
And time will only tell who is to be the victor
Machines of unknown origin and design
Or the frail existence of human kind

SOLO

In an abeyant state they lay in a dark unrestful sleep
Suspended in the shell of a traveling comet
When suddenly awakened to a sequence of commands
The hell-class weapons purpose has resurfaced again
Ancient limbs assemble themselves and begin to wake
Atoms reassemble to form massive bodies, Light-hours high
The shell is shattered and the machines begin there pilgrimage
A constant paradigm shift will cause them to remain unknown
Life extinguished in a mere nano-second of time
Nothing stands in there way as the absorb all life around them
The nuclear fusion of stars feeding there cyclical movements

At the apex of assimilation
When life begins to transcend its boundaries
Existence will be halted in time
All molecules of intelligent design destroyed
Disintegrated by microscopic machines
At the apex of assimilation
When life begins to understand everything it knows
Existence will be halted in time
All monuments and obelisks of man destroyed
Beneath the footpring of a massive A.I.


Solo/ Instrumental Section


At the apex of assimilation
When life begins to transcend its boundaries
Existence will be halted in time
All molecules of intelligent design destroyed
Disintegrated by microscopic machines
At the apex of assimilation
When life begins to understand everything it knows
Existence will be halted in time
All monuments and obelisks of man destroyed
Beneath the footpring of a massive A.I.

The Inhibitors have arrived




© Brett Windnagle, 2008
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Another one in which I toy with a new way in which an entire existence can be ended

[quote name='The Uncreator' date='Jan 12 2009, 12:11 AM' post='317627']
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At The Apex Of Assimilation
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In the unlightened corners of the nexus web
Sleep weapons of mass extinction
Persona's of unbiased and unprejudiced destruction
Seek the death of all intelligent life
Cold hard calculations cannot be denied
For in there infinite power, We will die
The universe holds it's breath in anxiousness
The cleansing of existence is but a cycle of time
And time will only tell who is to be the victor
Machines of unknown origin and design
Or the frail existence of human kind

The principal difference between what I write and what you write is gotta be the intention, I find that you write because you question yourself about things and start to develop that mistery in a philosofic way. This part seems like you're a ghost from a distant surface supervising the world that is entering the war state. You think in a much greater dimension than me, after I kept reading, you start to enlarge the dimension to the universe itself, and the last two verses made me realize, it's the war between machine and men

SOLO

In an abeyant state they lay in a dark unrestful sleep
Suspended in the shell of a traveling comet
When suddenly awakened to a sequence of commands
The hell-class weapons purpose has resurfaced again
Ancient limbs assemble themselves and begin to wake
Atoms reassemble to form massive bodies, Light-hours high
The shell is shattered and the machines begin there pilgrimage
A constant paradigm shift will cause them to remain unknown
Life extinguished in a mere nano-second of time
Nothing stands in there way as the absorb all life around them
The nuclear fusion of stars feeding there cyclical movements

I have to say, the first two verses really create a creepy environment, like there was silence for a moment only to give way for a mass explosion. In this part, you're giving advantage to the machines. I really love this piece since it's so full of description, adjectives and I can really imagine a war and how it's flowing

At the apex of assimilation
When life begins to transcend its boundaries
Existence will be halted in time
All molecules of intelligent design destroyed
Disintegrated by microscopic machines
At the apex of assimilation
When life begins to understand everything it knows
Existence will be halted in time
All monuments and obelisks of man destroyed
Beneath the footpring of a massive A.I.


I find it funny that you consider humans as molecules of intelligent (or that might be my opinion and interpretation), this starts to seem like a description of the apocalypse. Although I feel that the image you were giving is beginning to get a bit to simple.

Solo/ Instrumental Section


At the apex of assimilation
When life begins to transcend its boundaries
Existence will be halted in time
All molecules of intelligent design destroyed
Disintegrated by microscopic machines
At the apex of assimilation
When life begins to understand everything it knows
Existence will be halted in time
All monuments and obelisks of man destroyed
Beneath the footpring of a massive A.I.

The Inhibitors have arrived

Loved it for the simple fact that I never lost my idea since the beginning which means that, even if it doesn't mean what I said, it has a flow that indiques a beginning, a middle but not necessarly an end, depends on the judgement

Thanks for the kind words and crit, much appreciated. As for the "Molecules of intelligent design". I was looking for a way to describe anything and everything that was connected to intelligent life, anything they have touched, made, invented, or built, Wiped out cause it harbors intelligence.

The idea comes from a mix between Mass Effect, and a series of books called the Revelation Space trilogy.