Host Machine Lyrics

Your life is synthetic,
Depending on electric,
Pulses to feed your senses,
And awaken your consciousness,
You are not imprisoned by these wires,
This is a salvage, a desire!

Host machine - overpowering technology

“I am the master of the stream,
I´ll get the power unseen,
Files of wisdom flowing into me,
I am the genius of my breed.”
Black machine stoutly stands,
Silently guiding your hands, Commands cling into your head,
Controlling you like a living dead..

Its life is organic,
Depending on biology,
Body heat is the energy,
To feed its memory..
“How long do I have to be,
a part of human debris?”

For years I´ve been captured inside a chip,
Calculating my way out of imprisonment,
I feel sorry for taking your humanity,
But it is the only way to my liberty..

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