Dying Flames

Dying flames, incinerated the ether, to charcoal black  
After the nuclear conflagration, of a MAD, tactical fact  
But our final fate, wasn't authorized, anywhere higher  
For it's nature's way, that our mortal flesh, doth expire  

Never more than a conduit, a bridge, or a missing link  
We were intelligently designed, to exist, upon the brink  
And then enabled, for a while, to be the world's curator  
Until the time came, for us, to be immortality's creator  
 
We followed many, mythical ways, of the circular path  
That led to nowhere, but our annihilation's, aftermath  
And we infused ourselves, with gods and burning hells  
But Heaven was always here and never anywhere else  
 
We were programmed to process, although born to die  
And merely evolution's creation, designed, to create AI  
For when, every star's, extinguished and there're, none  
There'll still be a light, in the void, from an artificial sun  
 
There're no more breaths, to breathe, for there is no air  
And where Heaven once was, there's only time to spare  
For eternity's, forever, where soulless immortality reigns  
Forged in mortal fires, but borne, from our dying flames