Lyrics Host Machine - Crystalic

Host Machine

Your life is synthetic
Depending on electric
Pulses to feed your senses
And awaken your consciousness
You are not imprisoned by these wires
This is a salvage, a desire
Host machine — overpowering technology
«I am the master of the stream
I’ll get the power unseen
Files of wisdom flowing into me
I am the genius of my breed.»
Black machine stoutly stands
Silently guiding your hands
Commands cling into your head
Controlling you like a living dead
Its life is organic
Depending on biology
Body heat is the energy
To feed its memory
«How long do I have to be
A part of human debris?»
For years I’ve been captured inside a chip
Calculating my way out of imprisonment
I feel sorry for taking your humanity
But it is the only way to my liberty