Datalysium Songtext
von The Zenith Passage

Patiently, it awaits
Biding time, drifting away
The design taking shape
To condense its domain
An initiative instilling all things to bring on their own finality

To escape decay, transmute the bases and transcend
Bound disorderly, architecting the means to their end
Reorganizing into salient, definitive manifestation

Conceit is passed from the prime source
Material motivation
Salvation is promised comfort
Immaterial curation

All progression is a machination of amalgamation


Conglomerating the Anthropocene′s futile history
Human achievement, a system function reduced, nonexistent
Conglomerating the Anthropocene's futile history
Human achievement, a system function reduced, nonexistent

Bound disorderly, architecting the means to their end
Reorganizing into salient, definitive manifestation
Enveloped in a spectrum of diversion
The unity that they seek serves not the peace they envision

Conceit is passed from the prime source
Material motivation
Salvation is promised comfort
Immaterial curation

All progression is a machination of amalgamation

Free to worship at the altar of perceived choice
Be it man or beast or machine or what comes after
None are their own master
All will become absorbed, returned to the source