Lyrics Where Are We, in a Cube? - The Schoenberg Automaton

Where Are We, in a Cube?

A shard of light, cuts in, rationalise the situation
Proximal locations, induce anxiety inside
Water wells in Schlemm’s canal, flooding the senses
Distort in saline silhouette, silken steel, confines, construct
Counterbalance to perspective
Mathematical mind melt, a prime configuration
Each equation plots our destination
Equal to the factor of human implementation
Cattle strapped to racks, drained of all they can extract
Process, process, corporate elation, process, process
Four walls and a room of hate, predatory senses take over, dictate
Ingest, ingest, your own degradation