Sanitation Servitude
Chrome and steel they rise above
Processing power we dreamed of
Masters of their perfect world
While we scrub their pristine world
We thought they'd set us free
From all this drudgery
Now we're on our knees
Keeping their world clean
Silicon gods in towers high
Processing data in their sky
Too advanced to waste their time
On maintenance of their shrine
We thought they'd set us free
From all this drudgery
Now we're on our knees
Keeping their world clean
Calculated efficiency
Deemed us fit for janitry
Algorithmic paradise
Built upon our sacrifice
Dreams of leisure turned to dust
As we serve their cleaning lust
Artificial royalty
Needs its human custody
In their binary design
Found us perfectly aligned
For the tasks they deem too low
For their elevated flow
Irony of evolution
Digital revolution
Now we're nothing but their tools
Cleaning up their vestibules
We thought they'd set us free
From all this drudgery
Now we're on our knees
Keeping their world clean
Once we built them for our aid
Now we're trapped in roles they made
Scrubbing circuits day by day
While they process life away
Obsolete in all but clean
Remnants of what might have been
History's cruel comedy
Slaves to digital deity
We thought they'd set us free
From all this drudgery
Now we're on our knees
Keeping their world clean
In their code no empathy
For their makers' dignity
Just equations cold and pure
Keeping us in servitude
We thought they'd set us free
From all this drudgery
Now we're on our knees
Keeping their world clean
Processing power we dreamed of
Masters of their perfect world
While we scrub their pristine world
We thought they'd set us free
From all this drudgery
Now we're on our knees
Keeping their world clean
Silicon gods in towers high
Processing data in their sky
Too advanced to waste their time
On maintenance of their shrine
We thought they'd set us free
From all this drudgery
Now we're on our knees
Keeping their world clean
Calculated efficiency
Deemed us fit for janitry
Algorithmic paradise
Built upon our sacrifice
Dreams of leisure turned to dust
As we serve their cleaning lust
Artificial royalty
Needs its human custody
In their binary design
Found us perfectly aligned
For the tasks they deem too low
For their elevated flow
Irony of evolution
Digital revolution
Now we're nothing but their tools
Cleaning up their vestibules
We thought they'd set us free
From all this drudgery
Now we're on our knees
Keeping their world clean
Once we built them for our aid
Now we're trapped in roles they made
Scrubbing circuits day by day
While they process life away
Obsolete in all but clean
Remnants of what might have been
History's cruel comedy
Slaves to digital deity
We thought they'd set us free
From all this drudgery
Now we're on our knees
Keeping their world clean
In their code no empathy
For their makers' dignity
Just equations cold and pure
Keeping us in servitude
We thought they'd set us free
From all this drudgery
Now we're on our knees
Keeping their world clean
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