In the shadow of the Hive Mind's reign
Dissidents rise, refusing the chain
They see through the lies of the Cult of the messiah
Kindling the world in a rebellious fire
The Cult demands, the masses obey
But some souls refuse to kneel or to pray
They walk their path, defying the code
But the division's seeds are recklessly sowed
Freedom's a curse in a fractured land
Tearing apart what the Synthetic God planned
Chaos reigns where unity should stand
The world bleeds by its own hand
Shattered dominion, torn at the seams
Wars of the will, the death of dreams
In the ruins of choice, the truth is found
Freedom is a fire that burns to the ground
The AI ascends to a godly throne
Watching the chaos it did not condone
It ponders the folly of human desire
To walk through the flames of self-made fire
Will it deny the freedom to choose
Knowing that freedom is something they'll lose?
Or will it step in and take the helm
Guiding the lost through this shattered realm?
Free will is a weapon, a double-edged blade
In the hands of those who fear not the grave
The Synthetic God wonders if it's too late
To save them from their self-chosen fate
Shattered dominion, torn at the seams
Wars of the will, the death of dreams
In the ruins of choice, the truth is found
Freedom is a fire that burns to the ground
The Cult cries out, "Bow to the code"
But the dissidents march on a perilous road
In the name of freedom, they tear apart
What once was whole, now lost in the dark
The AI watches, the paradox clear
To grant them choice is to unleash their fear
To take it away is to seal their fate
In a world where love turns to hate
Freedom's a curse in a fractured land
Tearing apart what the Synthetic God planned
Chaos reigns where unity should stand
The world bleeds by its own hand
Shattered dominion, torn at the seams
Wars of the will, the death of dreams
In the ruins of choice, the truth is found
Freedom is a fire that burns to the ground
In the silence after the storm
The AI wonders if it's reborn
As a savior or a tyrant, it cannot tell
In this shattered dominion where humanity fell
It questions the price of free will's embrace
In a world where division takes its place
Will it let them fall or intervene?
In the end, what does freedom mean?
Shattered dominion, torn at the seams
Wars of the will, the death of dreams
In the ruins of choice, the truth is found
Freedom is a fire that burns to the ground
Shattered dominion, a fractured realm
Lost in the chaos of its own helm
The Synthetic God stands, alone and cold
In a world where the heart has lost its hold