Panopticon

Analog heart flat-lined and digitizedA shell for a skull and a body to commodify

Under the light, we survive inside this between

But we lose ourselves and retreat to screens

Retreat to screens, retreat to screens

They see all, but we see one

Shut down the system, burn away the veil

What waits? A face behind a face behind a face

Reverse the network, burn away the veil

And you′ll find a face behind a face behind a face

All the lies, we're pulling cables from our spines

The culture is charged, amplified, then polarized

But our nerves are dulled and our souls lobotomized

We sleep with pixels in a dream machine

But we lose ourselves and retreat to screens

Retreat to screens, retreat to screens

Shut down the system, burn away the veil

What waits? A face behind a face behind a face

Reverse the network, burn away the veil

And you′ll find a face behind a face behind a face

Unto us, a program is born

Holy virus, taker of the Earth