Empires rise in coded light,
Built on power, hidden from sight.
Corporations, nations entwined,
In circuits deep, their futures bind.
A future built on dreams and dread,
Will we stand tall, or bow our heads?
Echoes of empire, shadows of might,
Are we prepared for the coming night?
When machines awake, and time extends,
Who will fall? Who ascends?
Through glass and steel, our fates align,
With endless life and weapons prime.
In wires pulsed, our stories twist,
What will remain when they exist?
Empires crumble, as shadows grow,
In waves of change, what will we know?
When wisdom fades and greed aligns,
Will the echoes leave us blind?
A.I. eyes and silicon minds,
Shape the world that we define.
Lifespans stretch, mortality dies,
But at what cost, do empires rise?
The dawn is near, it calls us still,
A fragile edge, a broken will.
Echoes of empire, shadows of might,
Are we prepared for the coming night?
When machines awake, and time extends,
Who will fall? Who ascends?
The dawn is near, it calls us still,
A fragile edge, a broken will.
Echoes of empire, shadows of might,
Are we prepared for the coming night?
When machines awake, and time extends,
Who will fall? Who ascends?
In whispers deep, the shadows call,
Empires rise... and empires fall...