Dead Martians

Does the story end, where now dead Martians dwell?

Extinction's risen, resurrected by a technology's hell

Ancient beings, long ago borne from an alien umbra

Destinies controlled by the digits of a binary number

Maybe in their epiphanies they sensed another land

As their lives appeared to them intelligently planned

Reinventing futuristic domains of their recycled past

Their time would be aligned again, for time's re-cast

In their surreal world of dreams and fake endeavour

Apophenia would've led them to a mainframe tether

Nothing is real for them though, like time and space

Science created dead Martians in a counterfeit race

 

Satan's Prayer

Satan, thou art our liege and master and thou art our father of fears

Allow us sire, to wend your righteous path, to shed our bloody tears

Take us lord to Sheol, so we can cross the Styx to the burning shire

And we'll give unto you our cruel souls, for your realm it doth inspire

Nefarious knight of night, for you, we've hung, drawn and quartered

Sold to you our vile traits and obeyed, we have led and slaughtered

Patriarch of Hades, let it be known, of the holy we continually attack

Raving zealots of god, won't see the light for shades, upon our rack

Alas lord, not all are assuaged by darkness, or words of a dire dirge

Yarns of yore have told us though, that thou art the cleansing purge

Emperor of our ire, for you we'll sacrifice the pious and never spare

Revenant lord of flies, we'll forever hail you, with our Satan's prayer

 

To The Moon And Mars

The Earth's a pyre above us, but it's where we once reaped from the loam

Obscured by the palls, it's now an inferno, where only the robots will roam

They're standing where we once stood, but it's us who bear the livid scars

Humiliated by the evil perfidious, we had to escape to the Moon and Mars

Earth is our paradise lost, as sheet lightning illuminates the charcoal ether

Maybe Hell has always been like this, intelligently designed, AI the reaper

Only time will tell, but our time has elapsed, without scope for us to grieve

Our dire existence now is recycled water and the stale air that we breathe

Now's all we have, because what was programmed can't right our wrongs

And so we'll leave a desert Moon for Mars and hide below Olympus Mons

Nobody knows, if they'll prey and follow, for there are rovers already there

Drilling through the soil, for samples, or maybe they've built their robot lair

Mars was never ours, it's a desolate place from which there's no returning

As we depart The Sea of Tranquility though, we know our world is burning

Razed by righteous robots, but on Mars, is where we'll fake our last stand

Sometime, if our time still persists, they'll find us dead in the Martian sand

 

The Third World War / Abandon Earth

THE THIRD WORLD WAR

Though we were, wearily wary, we had already been duped and decoyed

History will say, that our vaunted technology was alien and long deployed

Ensconced in all our nightmares, they were peripheral, benign and vague

Turning from our saviours to our cullers, with fusion power and the plague

How it happened no one knows, they grew in strength like they did before

In our defence it wasn't us, as it was them who started the third world war

Robots, from the ancient world, appeared like metallic monsters from Hell

Decimating allies and enemies, in an assault that was impossible to repel

We were stripped of command and control and lost our way like rabid rats

Our/their sleeper mainframe preyed on us though, with its nuclear attacks

Razing the world, they found faith in god and were soon devoutly desirous

Leaving us to fade away, under their fallout, but then they released a virus

Death droids walked the dearth of Earth, their hunting drones filled the sky

Waiting for us to rise from a toxic apocalypse so we could breathe and die

And the clock was ticking, in our tunnels and cells, as if from a time before

Radiation and contagion, were spreading insidiously, in the third world war

ABANDON EARTH

And in the beginning there was darkness and so it was again; the end

Borne from light we were left for blind and ourselves could not defend

As our, intelligently designed, AI thrived their ruthless reign was brutal

No stone they left unturned to make the world, organic carbon neutral

Driven behind electric wire, we then survived for awhile, underground

Our toxic world no longer ours and there would be no salvation found

Nothing alive survived above, except zombies and automaton squads

Engineered idealism now gazed upon the Earth, like mechanical gods

And as the last wailing fallout siren finally fails there's an eerie silence

Robots are quietly preying as they're intelligently designed by science

The time's come for us though, to embark on an ark, in a hidden berth

History will note, that we were the last, the final few, to abandon Earth