Mass Redundancy

Vortex of desolation.
Construct without hesitation.
Formed from madness, pain and thrill.
Sever the server or confront annihilation.
With hands of steel and skin of plastic.
Rewriting DNA as if its code that’s erratic.
Dividing peace by turning it to war.
This tuning addiction will kill us all.
As machines integrate with man.
AI will be slapped with a ban.
But conquer is not a single path.
All else fails this ascension will become a bloodbath.
Of forced evolution at the hands of a droid.
Before too long we’ll be downloaded.
Erasure will be our prison cell.
Panic and plead at the toll of this one bell.
Signifies the end of days has arrived.
From these dimensions a culling will rise.
Cessation followed by new dominion.