Armageddon

Earth 2121.
The last thing I remember was the shock.
I’m at what resembles base station 72179…
human remains at coordinates 1126x 808y.
Seeking assistance for mental stabilization.
Bright lights approaching fast from coordinate z615,
need assistance immediately,
need assistance now! Please!

Armaggedon!
Post-apocalyptic Christmas.
Parasitic gifts
to sick kids with slit wrists.

Fatalities the fate of humanity.
Blood stained families
tragically, go manically panicking.

Techno-warrior dust clouds shroud
the proud pure and hopeful.
Local broadcast static
signals death-doom-loopholes.

Big brother bass booms
and mid-frequency rape tunes
make hate bloom,
flowering a showering
of ashes on baked goods.

Blood thirsty cannibals handle dismantled
mechanical tentacles.
Man builds schools,
based on biblical manuals.

Galactic encounters
surround towns like cow manure.
Prophetical feces of alien species
brown the pure.

Viral infectious toxins in oxygen
clog the airways,
rotten crops
cause blood clot stops to their veins.

Diabolical, illogical,
unlawful gestapos
preach gospels,
to topple oppositional apostles.

Bombs in backyards
cast scars and blast cars.
Rats’ hearts served
a la carte via glass jars.

Population limited,
infertile world sicknesses,
deformation of nations
and famine stricken citizens.

Rusted stop signs
shelter folks in crop lines,
cops high
off coke lines and pot vines.

An age and era where terror’s psychological,
impotent mindfuck modules
attach brains up through nostrils.

Advancement of man stifled by advancement of XAN.
Xenophobic artificially naturalistic man.

Drones and cyborgs fight wars with light swords,
kites soar amidst blinding bright storms
and dried shores.

A never ending nightmare
and light years
of dried tears,
when skies clear
the deity strikes fear.

..and it doesn’t end the way it began.
it ends the way it was planned.

Written by hypoetical (circa 2008)
Featured on the album Mind Mechanics & Piloophaz: Allied Forces EP