Laplace's Demon Songtext
von Mystechron

On the plains of yesterday
A warning can be heard
Ra-Hoor-Khuit′s new age brings us
An unseen brave new world
Reduced to a number
To a less-than-human being
The era of man is followed by
The era of machine


Broken constructs of power
This is a system designed to
Take the meaning from life
Marching towards our demise
Our time has grown short
As we reach event horizon
Singularity calls
Beckoning souls to be fed
Into the mouth of Leviathan
Qliphothic forces
Must act to rid the world of this
Hideous false life!

Secrets of forests and purity lingering
Gnashing of gears and cogs in the dark
Watching the masters constructing new methods
Of conjuring this hideous amalgam
...and when life is predetermined, then they'll spill our blood!
The gift of life encased in steel: Laplace′s demon

Through the misty bogs and moors
The earth cries, shrieks of pain
"One more cent..." he tells himself
As flesh and bones decay
In the veil of progress
Machinations take our place
The remnants of mankind
A memory, a fading tide


Broken constructs of power
This is a system designed to
Take the meaning from life
Marching towards our demise
Our time has grown short
As we reach event horizon
Singularity calls
Beckoning souls to be fed
Into a new kind of machine
Qliphothic forces
Must act to rid the world of this
Hideous false life!