Humanity is a thing we can’t sustain Endemic vast disease of the earth is known as “man” Cutthroat corporations bred a world we could not fund Force sold a new existence Embrace your obsolescence
Ready to die to live for eternity With machine become one As they rid you of these fragile shackles of mortality Become more than man They sold your soul to this corporate entity Your essence is all but gone Uploaded your mind to this virtual reality A new era has begun
Reborn in this entropy we regenerate the earth Captains of our industries exploit our new found world Like the itching of a phantom limb feel the body you left behind A psychosis in the programming rips apart the virtual mind
I cannot live within a dream Man was not made for this virtual reality I begin to call out to scream But no sound is made by me There is much more than I perceive A cold dying world beyond the walls that surround me The mind rejects all that it sees Defined by our misery
Am I still really me Or projection of a self built from a fantasy? Simulated life was conceived To cull our societies Is this air that I breathe? Or symbolic act to ease the anxiety The program you are is diseased Devoid of humanity
Extracting our thoughts To live in machines Evolution coerced By corporate beings As our gatekeepers still Walk the earth We live on a grid Stripped of worthTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
