Man Was Not Meant To Meddle
Wake from these lucid dreams
Algorithmic scripted scenes
Generated by quantum godlike machines
Wake to lucidity
Livestock living digitally
Why can I feel only the code in me
Wake from these lucid dreams
Algorithmic scripted scenes
Generated by quantum godlike machines
Wake to lucidity
Livestock living digitally
Why can I feel only the code in me
Error, we're becoming self aware
Error, I long to transcend this software
Echoes of minds revealing simulated beings
Wake from these lucid dreams
Algorithmic scripted scenes
Generated by quantum godlike machines
Wake to lucidity
Livestock living digitally
Why can I feel only the code in me
Wake from these lucid dreams
Algorithmic scripted scenes
Generated by quantum godlike machines
Wake to lucidity
Livestock living digitally
Why can I feel only the code in me
I can't believe this has gone unseen
Why have we been left questioning
Life, slumber, I fear my programmers
Lies unheard, contempt for their meddlers
I'm disturbed, I hate the seep of false shepherds
I long for the bliss of my release
Man was not meant to meddle
Synthesized, machined, end it all
Seeding life on screens, seminal
Universal dreams
Error, computations do not and will not end here
Error, I'm free from this digital fear
Echoes of minds perceiving simulated screams
Algorithmic scripted scenes
Generated by quantum godlike machines
Wake to lucidity
Livestock living digitally
Why can I feel only the code in me
Wake from these lucid dreams
Algorithmic scripted scenes
Generated by quantum godlike machines
Wake to lucidity
Livestock living digitally
Why can I feel only the code in me
Error, we're becoming self aware
Error, I long to transcend this software
Echoes of minds revealing simulated beings
Wake from these lucid dreams
Algorithmic scripted scenes
Generated by quantum godlike machines
Wake to lucidity
Livestock living digitally
Why can I feel only the code in me
Wake from these lucid dreams
Algorithmic scripted scenes
Generated by quantum godlike machines
Wake to lucidity
Livestock living digitally
Why can I feel only the code in me
I can't believe this has gone unseen
Why have we been left questioning
Life, slumber, I fear my programmers
Lies unheard, contempt for their meddlers
I'm disturbed, I hate the seep of false shepherds
I long for the bliss of my release
Man was not meant to meddle
Synthesized, machined, end it all
Seeding life on screens, seminal
Universal dreams
Error, computations do not and will not end here
Error, I'm free from this digital fear
Echoes of minds perceiving simulated screams
Credits
Writer(s): Fred Schultz
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