Genre: Technical Death Metal

Awakening to strange surroundings; [bad word] hold of a panic laced with fear...
This is the only sensation familiar within.
Memories are vague...
Wearing an unknown skin [bad word] to fight the forced amnesia, your subconscious mind...
 [bad word] transplanted Alone in this luminous chamber...
Confused, you regain your sentient abilities,
Only to recollect unbelievable events that could only be vivid dreams of the most disturbing kind,
Yet soon you will learn...
Dreams they are not!
These will be your 'tasks' for this day: You are but an unwilling weapon...
Simply a tool in a conflict you could [bad word] 
mufti-dimensional [bad word]  to keep 'intelligent' life subdued
Creating an unnatural, yet necessary universal balance.
battle almost fast.
Within the dimensional cluster this rising advancement causes troubles [bad word] 
An increased "intelligence".
Begets a plague of stupidity...
Known in many different forms.
In a multitude of archaic writings.
Some fear [bad word]  others rejoice and hope.
familiar face with many names, in countless obscure worlds.
Your [bad word] get imperative role played out.
Arrival...
New skin masking an old mind On a planet you shall only visit once,
Your job is done obliviously...
You have no control; the [bad word] is predetermined.
Your pure presence: all that's required.
Harmful advancements wiped away, unsustainable populous culled.
Only the weak of mind remain...
Returning, purged of your skin.
The overseers prepare your mind and new body, for a new day of universal maintenance...