Odium Engine

It's tough to describe this one, come in and see.

Clockwork stigmata and perennial
Anarchy encoded in the machine.
A mess of cables and leads in mottled
Tyranny. Total control. Language known
Alike by every maddened host makes a
Cerebral core, where pneumatic hearts can
Propel feigned voltage into limbs of some
Synthetic form.
Ruinous and scornful,
Innumerable numbers and ciphers
Whirl and arrange in secret reign where they
Make themselves incomprehensible to
All but their own wisdom, commanding all
Stimulus and execution.
There are
Phantoms and cherubs which sweep throughout with
Fruitful whispers of splintering a false
Reality, yet are caught upon the
Energy and it’s serpent tongue, for when
Seeds pass a mutiny through spectral lips,
They hiss upon the charge.
A dictator
Insensible to punish life and death,
Sombre and acerbic led whiplash from
Eden’s gates. Machinery of a hate
Unremitting, and destined for a spiteful end.

End.