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
