Hither Comes The Swarm

A system of necro-evolution
Gave rise to automatons

With mutual self-interest
They joined together by superordinacy
The micromechanism
With the instinct of attack
They joined together by an inanimate centre to prevail

A world with no leader
A world with no orders
The craft is no longer...

A necrosphere of swarming mechanical devices

All come to stop and stand
Clouds await in a uniform mass

A quivering shroud
Stretches into the waning light of the sky
It will swallow all

A fading murmur
Leaves behind amnesiacs
They are, they hear, they see
Nihility

A world with no leader
A world with no orders
The craft is no longer
Of the Lyran civilization

Self-destruction is the only arrow
The broken glass and the splinter
A fatal incision
To the Achilles' heel of the swarm