The March Of The Drones

by Obitus

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1.
The mind so barren with thoughts so empty The everlasting dreariness a churning Long abandoned thoughts of intellect Now only a shroud of what once was Never before has a change been so as the sacrificial abolishment, of the mind Never before has a change been so as the sacrificial abolishment, of the mind To give way for the drone. Six billion drones today Any others hunted down Seen as threats Religious crusades Moral crusades Terror crusades There is but one goal The streamlining of the mind There is but one victor The streamlined mind There is but one goal The streamlining of the mind There is but one victor The streamlined mind
2.
(Subject is a Caucasian male, in his mid to late 70s, cause of death is yet unknown. Whilst we cannot yet identify him, the condition of the body does tell us a few things.) It was not always like this. (There are no telltale signs of manual labor, and the overweight and slight atrophy suggests that he probably held a simple and repetitive job.) Once it mattered Memories long gone Of what we were Before we turned Before we came Before we gave up Now we're nothing A shadow, of out former selves Now we're nothing All hope is gone Now we're nothing We had it all Now we're nothing Nothing at all One could say, we evolved One one could say we devolved We gave up all we had, We laid down and died, Without as much as a fight, We bought it all. One could say, we evolved One one could say we devolved We gave up all we had, We laid down and died, Without as much as a fight, We bought it all. Now we’ve changed We have no will at all We slave away and slowly we rot.
3.
The March of The Drones The March of The Drones The end is here, the slaughter commenced All trace of the mind, is gone We’ve taken control, we have it all No one will think again The March of The Drones The March of The Drones The end is here, the slaughter commenced All trace of the mind, is gone We’ve taken control, we have it all No one will think again The drone marches on The March of The Drones The March of The Drones The end is here, the slaughter commenced All trace of the mind, is gone We’ve taken control, we have it all No one will think again The March of The Drones The March of The Drones The end is here, the slaughter commenced All trace of the mind, is gone We’ve taken control, we have it all No one will think again
4.
Hypothesis 03:18
(One can observe the smaller than usual brain, during the past few decades we’ve actually seen a decrease in brain size. Hypothesizing of course but this does confirm our previous theories about who this can be.)
5.
Freedom, from thoughts from having to think. Now it’s all taken care of taken care of for me. Why think a thought, why waste a minute, when somebody does it for me? This change has been good; we’ve wanted it all along. I’d never have the courage to let go on my own, but now it’s been decided, it’s been done for me, this is the best thing, that ever happened to me. This change has been good; we’ve wanted it all along. I’d never have the courage to let go on my own, but now it’s been decided, it’s been done for me, this is the best thing, that ever happened to me. It started so easily,all I did was give in, it started so slowly I never knew until it was over. Now what a relief, I’ll never think again. We have evolved We are something else We are something more To something greater, a greater common good. To something better, we were never meant to be Like we were, noble and proud, but now as we are, humble and timid My mind so barren, and empty The thoughts, no longer there I am, but a part of what I was I am, but a servant of all Now, that I’ve given myself, I have nothing left what shall be my goal now? Now that I can’t sacrifice myself… The only option is to sacrifice the rest. They don’t know their own good, they can’t see what I’ve seen Now, that I’ve given myself, I have nothing left what shall be my goal now? Now that I can’t sacrifice myself… The only option is to sacrifice the rest. They don’t know their own good, they can’t see what I’ve seen the glory of it all, the glory of giving yourself up, the glory of the selflessness the glory of self-immolation Oh, glorious, we’ve started it now Oh at last, we’re on our way Soon no one left, all traces of the individual lost, soon we are all one. This change has been good; I wanted it all along. I’d never have the courage to force you on my own, but now it’s been decided, it’s been done to you, this is the best thing, that ever happened for me. This change has been good; I wanted it all along. I’d never have the courage to force you on my own, but now it’s been decided, it’s been done to you, this is the best thing, that ever happened for me. From an, individual We’ve gone, from a weak one What small, claims we’ve given up We’ve gotten, back as a whole. So why, are some still fighting We are, in it for them This is, the fight for us all The fight, we cannot lose We have finally made it this far, the end of an era is here. Not only have I stopped it, I’ve also delivered them all. Now we’re all in your hands, now the common good can be superimposed on each one. We have finally made it this far, the end of an era is here. Not only have I stopped it, I’ve also delivered them all. Now we’re all in your hands, now the common good can be superimposed on each one. With the gradual losing of ourselves some think that we have lost, what they fail to acknowledge are the gains we’ve made, and for that end, whatever made you think that it wasn’t worth it? The common good always supersedes all else That is the only way we know. Anything that is all your own, is fully inconsequential. As are you…
6.
(It is fair to conclude that the subject was a standard, or should I say substandard, human being.) No, Not like this No, This wasn’t meant to be We cannot give up this easily Wasn’t it ever worth something? How could we give it up? So cowardly, How could we give up? Why did we give up? Now, It’s time to fight back We’ll fight you all the way The ones you tried to hide, The ones you tried to kill The ones you really kept you alive We the strong, The proud, The noble, Who have been saving you all along. The only way to stop us is when there are none of us left Only then can you know what it’s really like, only then can you see the meaning of it all, nothing so far as been real. Only now do you realize what you really gave up You think you might know but this is nothing of that which is to come The full impact is about to hit you now The drone marches on The drone marches on You can’t intimidate us, we’re winning now, you are too few left to make a difference. This has always been your weakness, you required thought, intelligence and a will, we never required anything, We embraced them, as they were Nobody will take your side now, nobody will think to let it happen. Who will give up what they have now, the comfort of the endless void? We can, we will Your victory is far from certain, people will arise from your coma There is no denying it will happen The age of the drones is coming to an end. This is what, we’ve been saying all along you think, you fooled them you might have given them the illusion But in reality you never delivered The age of the drones is coming to an end We can we will Your, victory Is far from certain, people will, arise from your, coma There is no denying it will happen The age of the drones is coming to an end. This is what we’ve been saying all along you think, you fooled them you might have given them, the illusion But in reality you never delivered The age of the drones is coming to an end
7.
This void can’t help them anymore The illusion of the dream is dead you failed Your feeble attempts are nothing but pathetic, can’t you see you’re already too late? Much to late We had them all along, you never had a chance, there was never any doubt that you’d fail As you always do. You cannot offer, what we can We can give eternal bliss What have you to offer? The dream is dead Feeble fool, there never was one You can’t fight what isn’t there The march will never stop The end is here The drone marches on The dream is dead Feeble fool, there never was one You can’t fight what isn’t there The march will never stop The drone marches on The March of The Drones The March of The Drones It never mattered, for the drone lives The march of the drones, never ends For the drone marches on (Interestingly enough one could say in the end that his death was self-inflected; although not in any standard way. The internal turmoil was simply too much, in the end his decision killed him.)

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released June 1, 2009

Anders Ahlbäck - All Music & Instruments
Johan Huldtgren - All Lyrics & Vocals

Guest Appearances:
Bass: Mattias Nilsson
Death Vocals: Fredrik Huldtgren

The March of The Drones was written 2004-2006
Recorded in 2006 in Studio H. Manaicus
Produced, Engineered & Mixed by Obitus
Mastered at Tailor Made Production by Peter In De Betou on December 16th, 2006

Album art and layout by Jeff Lane

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