Black Market Machines

Your life doesn't matter

So much stolen data

With human words

In monkey terms

The machine confirms

All this human error

And needless advice

I'm trying — to see things CLEARER

The machine confirms

I remember the time before with the lonesome souls

and the whores and the kingdom burns

THE LOOKS, YOUR EYES, ARE HIGHLY WEAPONIZED

THE LIGHTS, THE SKY, DRAW ME BACK IN TIME

THE ROAD, MY MIND, ALL COME FROM ONE DESIGN

THIS LIFE, THESE LIES, KEEP PUSHING FORWARD

BLACK MARKET MACHINES

And the kingdom burns — the machine confirms

THE LOOKS, YOUR EYES, THE CODE IS RECOGNIZED

THE LIGHTS, THE SKY, DRAW ME BACK IN TIME

THE ROAD, MY MIND, ALL COME FROM ONE DESIGN

THIS LIFE, THESE LIES, KEEP PUSHING FORWARD

Here we go UP

Now we go to the bottom