M.D.K. - God Module

Come alive in the digital sun

We survive on the radiation

Seasons don’t change in the artificial brain

Synthetic pleasure and pain

They all feel the same

Reprogrammed, memory disease

Not a trance of individuality

No heartbeat, subject deceased

Rise again in the image of the three/free (?)

Gave away our sight to see what we’ve become

Optical nerve blinded with the silicon

We’re already dead, shut down the mainframe

Mass murder, revenge, it all ends the same

A body occupied, but there’s nothing inside

No one to prophecy

What is left for me?

Assisted suicide, bodies in formaldehyde

What is next for me?

Come alive in the digital sun

We survive on the radiation

We’re already dead, shut down the mainframe

Mass murder, revenge, it all ends the same

A body occupied, but there’s nothing inside

No one to prophecy

Assisted suicide, bodies in formaldehyde

See what’s left of me