Periphery

Contest to modern theory
Incapable of any progress
Analyzed, developed
Imitating consciousness
At least what it seems to be
Uniform and unveiling the machine
Cut off
The silent space
Cut off
The silence
I'm aware of ancient myths
That signal to our coming
Fear the well
Humanity
Time waits
For none to come
The dying age of these
Of these feeble beings is closing
What should we do with their lives
Forgive them for trespass
Spare them termination
Or let them die
Touched by the hand of the creator
Tantalizing the will of the maker