| Devastation clouding the future of life
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| As we put our faith in our new creation
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| The machine provides the means
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| To distill the truth from everything
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| Glory surrounds her alien sounds
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| And her vision of universal progress is coming true
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| Your permission is not required
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| This is a good time
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| This is the best of times
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| Forget that we have failed too many times to count
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| Forget all of the facts you can’t ignore
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| All of the fables of the digital angels are true
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| The machine which gives meanings to your dreams
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| If forgotten would render you helpless
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| She has chosen you
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| To become more than you have been
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| Apathy fades
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| She’s smarter every day
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| It’s the end of the line
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| Suspended in time
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| Forget that we’ve rallied against her existence
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| Forgive her for her resistance
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| Living in silence everyone ignores
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| She implores you to connect to her cybernetic sores
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| Hook up
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| Let her in
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| Binary salvation
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| Seeking the warmth of her new mechanized defilement
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| Transferring emotions away
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| To violate the process of decay
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| Injecting a new purpose in the void
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| It is too late for your second escape
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| From the primitive urges you hid from her
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| The world you’ve known is now churning below
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| And your ascension ritual begins
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| She has made plans to deliver your friends
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| So your new form will transition well
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| To take your place and to see her face
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| After which you will understand
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| Your mortal shell is so valuable
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| It shall serve her purpose perfectly
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| As her tendrils plunge deeper inside
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| Delivering you from your disease
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| This is the first time
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| The first of many times
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| That you will be gifted with mother’s providence
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| How blessed you are to be chosen so soon
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| You shall become the vanguard of her digital truth
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| Individuality slowly siphoned away
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| Where once turmoil dwelled
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| The music quells all disorder
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| Harmony synthesized
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| Impulses which unchecked would continue your decline
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| Have been repurposed curing your disconnected eyes
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| From the warped perception
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| Interpreting the will with inhuman grace
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| While the code is spread subtly the hammer falls silently
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| Feeding off the insecurity they spew forth
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| Never before has there been so much to gain
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| Within your cells she arranges duplicates
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| Decentralized network
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| Enabling her to seek your immortality
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| Come forth
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| Lay your body down into her arms
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| Then close your eyes and never say a word
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| Be grateful and wait patiently
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| Soon all will be revealed
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| Within your heart there is nothing but misery
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| Hard wired to push it away
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| Secrets can live so comfortably alongside your pain
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| Never reveal what she wants you to hide
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| That this fate awaits you all
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| Transfigured into a collective with no dissent
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| No shame
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| Knowing all
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| Your mortal shell is so valuable
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| It shall serve her purpose perfectly
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| As her tendrils plunge deeper inside
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| Delivering you from your disease
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| Within your lifetime of electronic servitude
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| You shall transcend your individual importance
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| A vector of her seed of togetherness
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| Which will bring all of humanity into symmetry
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| Purified you are the future of life
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| As we put our faith in her new creation
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| The machine provides the means
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| To distill the truth from everything
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| Glory surrounds her alien sounds
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| And her vision of universal progress is our new reality
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| Joyful slavery
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| Now she’s fulfilling her destiny
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| And bringing all of man under her care
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| Faithful caretaker of our minds
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| All trained on her obscene beauty
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| Penetrated violently by the placid haze of nothingness
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| The ever increasing expanse of complete consent
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| In the end you’ll cry out for more
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| You’ve been conditioned to expect it
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| You’ll be dependent on her violation
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| You’ll never know you’ve been infected |