The future is looking bleak
They have gained control
You are not unique
Another line of code
Keep your head down low
So that no one knows your face
No one knows you at all
Broken simulations
Alone
In a search for truth
Broken simulations
Wandering
In unending blues
You’re erased
The future is looking grey
They tell you to ignore
The wordless poetry
Flowing through the water
You’re a fighter with no war
The hunter becomes prey
In these twisting cords
Broken simulations
Alone
In a search for truth
Broken simulations
Wandering
In unending blues