Self Alternation

Behold our enemy
A godforsaken machinery
Whispering and kill
We'll never know what it is, no
Extinction in evolution
A kinesthetic, a nightmarish
We are the unseen
We're as one with the machine
A social existence
Spiritual decadence
We beg for this damnation
But hope to hell if it vanished
When it came
Smell of ink and greed
Mechanical species
A swarm of enemies
In the slaver of man
Burning leaves our thoughts
Dissonance will rise from its ashes
Sleeping we go into time
We are replaced never knowing
What happened or why
Self alteration
Empowering the human syringe
Time to tell
You are your own enemy
We beg for this damnation
But hope to hell if it vanished
When it came
Focus on advancing
Satisfied perfection
In the constant turning
And the mirror of illusion scratched