Psycroptic
Repairing The Dimensional Cluster
Awakening to strange surroundings; the comforting hold of a panic laced with fear...
This is the only sensation familiar within
Memories are vague...
Wearing an unknown skin Struggling to fight the forced amnesia, your subconscious mind...
Crudely transplanted Alone in this luminous chamber...
Confused, you regain your sentient abilities
Only to recollect unbelievable events that could only be vivid dreams of the most disturbing kind
Yet soon you will learn...
Dreams they are not!
These will be your 'tasks' for this day: You are but an unwilling weapon...
Simply a tool in a conflict you could not comprehend
A mufti-dimensional struggle, to keep 'intelligent' life subdued
Creating an unnatural, yet necessary universal balance
A battle almost fast
Within the dimensional cluster this rising advancement causes troubles beyond comprehension
An increased "intelligence"
Begets a plague of stupidity...
Known in many different forms
In a multitude of archaic writings
Some fear his coming, others rejoice and hope
A familiar face with many names, in countless obscure worlds
Your cruel get imperative role played out
Arrival...
New skin masking an old mind On a planet you shall only visit once
Your job is done obliviously...
You have no control; the outcome is predetermined
Your pure presence: all that's required
Harmful advancements wiped away, unsustainable populous culled
Only the weak of mind remain...
Returning, purged of your skin
The overseers prepare your mind and new body, for a new day of universal maintenance...