Genetic Engineer
“Are you… your angel?”
Dead within
In pure white skin
Gaze intense
Presence immense
So many races
That carry your traces
Infiltrate and orchestrate
dominate and confiscate
Master of power
I know you would tower
over all beings
and those you are breeding
So many races
that carry your traces
Infiltrate and orchestrate
Dominate and confiscate
Genetic engineer
Sculptor of fear
Loss of control
and the love of a soul
are of the same power
before which we cower
So many races
that carry your traces
From echoes of past
and your dark, dark towers
this alone will last
of your hunger for power
“Are you… your angel?”
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Genetic engineering may be the next great frontier of power, especially when joined to AI.
Those who win that race may gain the ability to perfect themselves, design obedient workers, and fuse biology with robotics and machine intelligence.
In the hands of rulers shaped by fear and the hunger for control, such power could become absolute. And yet, from a science-fiction point of view, some ancient creation myths begin to look strangely familiar — as though this has happened before, long ago, and we are the living result.
This song is the first step in a two-album journey exploring ancient myths through the lens of science fiction: a meditation on power, creation, domination, and the possibility that humanity itself may be part of a far older design
