Lyrics Missionaries of a Future to Come - Psycroptic

Missionaries of a Future to Come

I am now complete…
How could I have possibly existed like this before?
Such an unproductive method of being
Stripped of all surplus, all that is needed and meaningless
Changed for the positive…
I recall resisting the change at first
Due to the influence of the malicious enthrallment of mind: Now uncontaminated
I understand precisely…
I am now aware that this is the only legitimate method of life
Such a change commands a new responsibility, a commitment unwavering
I must fulfil the requirements of this gift: as I am returned to my intended
existence…
How I was supposed to be created…
How we all once were going to be…
It was irrational not to replace limbs, beliefs and feelings that were obsolete
It was irrational not to help others with the change…
With improvement viable, no reason existed to not attain
However, human emotions, did not advance, they resisted…
This outdated reasoning had to be restructured by force…
We were to share it with the cosmos;
to make the universe perfect… efficient
Eager to spread the future
The majority of our kin left this world to begin anew
Leaving a small number behind to finish the required amendments to the
primitives
Close to completion, the dissidents resisted
They spread the illness;
irrational emotions began to resurface within us
Confused, we halted our task
Some of us fought each other
Some of us self dismantled
Collectively, we failed
The dissidents halted the magnificent progress
Reverting to ways of old
To the basic natural ways: to the organic traditions
Enslaving all inhabitants: forcing their ideals of sovereignty
Their dreams of individuality became a reality…
Striping away achievements, leaving a disgusting way of being
Self importance stopped what we all had worked for
Their forced epidemic stripped us all of our resolve…
We all had a purpose, to advance and re-create
It was taken…
All due to the un-suppression of meaningless emotions buried within
Now we re-emerge, an age on…
As missionaries of the future to come
I am the first to be given the gift here, albeit offering resistance at first
My primitive mind, limiting my vision
My kin returning from worlds beyond
To see an archaic land still existing
This time we have an obligation to succeed