The Matrioshka Brain

Digital horrors come to life and squirm before my eyes
A glitch in the matrix

Matrioshka brain, infinite universes
Digitized in real time within a dyson-sphere
Installing, confiding in a virtual world of greed and guilt

So simple and yet so impossibly intricate
So simple and yet so impossibly intricate

My only regret is never seeing your face
It haunts me to this very day
Simulated desolate wasteland
And the edges stretches onward forever
My only regret is never seeing your face
(If not for you, if not for me)
Simulated desolate wasteland
(If not for you, if not for me)

I have grown old, but not without a great deal of context
Simulation in a digital fantasy world
I have never felt less human

So simple and yet so impossibly intricate
So simple and yet so impossibly intricate

Zeros and ones
Zeros and ones
Zeros and ones
Zeros and ones

I have forgot the cold breeze on my cheek
But that is reason enough
I can't remember the process which to speak
But that is more than enough

Matrioshka brain, infinite universes
Matrioshka brain, infinite universes
Matrioshka brain, infinite universes
Matrioshka brain, infinite universes



Credits
Writer(s): Richard Pell
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