Come alive in the digital sun

We survive on the radiation

Seasons don't change in the artificial brain

Synthetic pleasure and pain

They all feel the same

Reprogrammed

Memory disease

Not a trance of individuality

No heartbeat

Subject deceased

Rise again in the image of the three

Gave away our sight to see what we've become

Optical nerve blinded with the silicon

We're already dead

Shut down the mainframe

Mass murder

Revenge

It all ends the same

A body occupied

But there's nothing inside

No one to prophecy

What is left for me

Assisted suicide

Bodies in formaldehyde

What is next for me

Come alive in the digital sun

We survive on the radiation

We're already dead

Shut down the mainframe

Mass murder

Revenge

It all ends the same

A body occupied

But there's nothing inside

No one to prophecy

Assisted suicide

Bodies in formaldehyde

See what's left of me