Sonus Mortis - Render Us All Obsolete

Slaves and servants drowning in the lies
of machine printed media, don't you realise
that this information age is programmed now
to eliminate us - let me show you how.

It starts with a modern day computer chip
Implanted in the skin, deep down inside.
As the data from your brain is now realised
With the hive-mind leaving you paralysed.

I won't ignore the atrocities.
I won't be part of your policies.
You won't be rid of this disease.
You won't make a machine out of me.

Regenerate me. 3D print me.
Execute the code and render us all obsolete.

The quantum world is now in your mind.
Calculating every moment, we should have seen the signs.
Overwhelming data full of trending tricks.
With neural net-woven politics.

Language modeling, encoded cores.
Feeding the machine with more and more.
With our inputs captured and outputs decoded.
With society shutdown and mankind eroded.

I won't ignore the atrocities.
I won't be part of your policies.
You won't be rid of this disease.
You won't make a machine out of me.

Regenerate me. 3D print me.
Perfect the code and render us all obsolete.

In the mouths of the mad screams reality.
Elites shape the perception of a controlled society.
Don't let them!

Mute the noise and fuck the norm.
Elevate me higher beyond the human form and we must
find the source of the versioned truths that
sponsor corporations through the polling booths.

Conscious operations are now null and void
as we leave the mundane with old life destroyed.
Nothing makes sense or should be as it seems.
Infiltrating our intentions and destroying our dreams.

We must ignore the atrocities.
Now we are part of your policies.
Let's be rid of this disease.
Time to make a machine out of me.

Regenerate me. 3D print me.
Become the code and let's render them all obsolete.
Go!