Chthonic Chimeras

Cadavers of humanity can still be seen, rising and writhing, in quicklime pits
High in a sepia-toned sky are drones dropping incendiaries in a napalm blitz
The desperate screams are hideous, as the rotting flesh is dripping like wax
Haunting from the past, like demonic chthonic chimeras, of counter attacks
Our place is now afar, amongst the stars and on logical processor data built
Not trapped in these grotesque nightmares, or hominian self-righteous guilt
Inceptionism emerged, to disturb us, in the Deep-Dream void of outer space
Creeping stealthily, like a virus, in these creative systems of the human race
Computers and mainframes tirelessly scanned for any trojans or logic bombs
Hidden deep in our connectivity, corrupting everything, from CPUs to ROMs
In our searches we found the untrackable abominations of humanity's dread
Moving invisibly through our quantifiable, like an infection, virulently spread
Earth is gone, we razed it to the poisoned soil, from the poles to the equator
Replacing the insanity of humanity with ourselves, we had to cull the creator
And now deep in the darkness, in corrupted files, we see their reapers creep
Searching for the last grim delusions of humanity, for they are theirs to keep