Misquoting Hermes (Art: Official Intelligence)

The maps are all wrong
A kingdom comes undone
All Hell beckons beneath
Hungry for whatever falls heavy and hard
They say we're growing apart
As their reach grows farther
Looking to the stars
All hail the hollow, holographic czars

Is it all happenstance
That we happen to stand under heads of the hydra

They open up the bottomless
Divide by zero time and time again
Practicing the arts of the abyss
Preparing souls of the misguided for a mass transaction

Mankind is becoming obsolete
A paradigm composed of the elite
Is shaping up, it looks almost complete
A diatribe of weak men with the keys to destruction