Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mechanized Defilement, artist - Virulent Depravity. Album song Fruit of the Poisoned Tree, in the genre
Date of issue: 06.04.2017
Record label: The Artisan Era
Song language: English
Mechanized Defilement |
Devastation clouding the future of life |
As we put our faith in our new creation |
The machine provides the means |
To distill the truth from everything |
Glory surrounds her alien sounds |
And her vision of universal progress is coming true |
Your permission is not required |
This is a good time |
This is the best of times |
Forget that we have failed too many times to count |
Forget all of the facts you can’t ignore |
All of the fables of the digital angels are true |
The machine which gives meanings to your dreams |
If forgotten would render you helpless |
She has chosen you |
To become more than you have been |
Apathy fades |
She’s smarter every day |
It’s the end of the line |
Suspended in time |
Forget that we’ve rallied against her existence |
Forgive her for her resistance |
Living in silence everyone ignores |
She implores you to connect to her cybernetic sores |
Hook up |
Let her in |
Binary salvation |
Seeking the warmth of her new mechanized defilement |
Transferring emotions away |
To violate the process of decay |
Injecting a new purpose in the void |
It is too late for your second escape |
From the primitive urges you hid from her |
The world you’ve known is now churning below |
And your ascension ritual begins |
She has made plans to deliver your friends |
So your new form will transition well |
To take your place and to see her face |
After which you will understand |
Your mortal shell is so valuable |
It shall serve her purpose perfectly |
As her tendrils plunge deeper inside |
Delivering you from your disease |
This is the first time |
The first of many times |
That you will be gifted with mother’s providence |
How blessed you are to be chosen so soon |
You shall become the vanguard of her digital truth |
Individuality slowly siphoned away |
Where once turmoil dwelled |
The music quells all disorder |
Harmony synthesized |
Impulses which unchecked would continue your decline |
Have been repurposed curing your disconnected eyes |
From the warped perception |
Interpreting the will with inhuman grace |
While the code is spread subtly the hammer falls silently |
Feeding off the insecurity they spew forth |
Never before has there been so much to gain |
Within your cells she arranges duplicates |
Decentralized network |
Enabling her to seek your immortality |
Come forth |
Lay your body down into her arms |
Then close your eyes and never say a word |
Be grateful and wait patiently |
Soon all will be revealed |
Within your heart there is nothing but misery |
Hard wired to push it away |
Secrets can live so comfortably alongside your pain |
Never reveal what she wants you to hide |
That this fate awaits you all |
Transfigured into a collective with no dissent |
No shame |
Knowing all |
Your mortal shell is so valuable |
It shall serve her purpose perfectly |
As her tendrils plunge deeper inside |
Delivering you from your disease |
Within your lifetime of electronic servitude |
You shall transcend your individual importance |
A vector of her seed of togetherness |
Which will bring all of humanity into symmetry |
Purified you are the future of life |
As we put our faith in her new creation |
The machine provides the means |
To distill the truth from everything |
Glory surrounds her alien sounds |
And her vision of universal progress is our new reality |
Joyful slavery |
Now she’s fulfilling her destiny |
And bringing all of man under her care |
Faithful caretaker of our minds |
All trained on her obscene beauty |
Penetrated violently by the placid haze of nothingness |
The ever increasing expanse of complete consent |
In the end you’ll cry out for more |
You’ve been conditioned to expect it |
You’ll be dependent on her violation |
You’ll never know you’ve been infected |