Cre-age-aeon New beginnings held in infinite vacuum Biotronic test-worlds free of inscription Devoid of the echoes of man Noble cyborg savage In cold, ceremonial perfection More radiant than the sum of suns With each and every attribute Of animal, machine and man Dystopia, ElectroHeart The grotesque and the linear Took one final giant blow Into the Ram of What is us Installing, awaiting the restoration of unsequenced chaos We've only seen the outlines of the beginning And this core, the slowly moving raptor Will make the very notion of Hell Seem celestial in comparison