A Night In Texas Programmed To Suffer
Programmed to suffer
We're rendered obsolete
Marching to the sound of our own demise
We will suffer
Forever in pain
Welcome to the digital apocalypse
(Suffer)
We're rendered obsolete
Marching to the sound of our own demise
We will suffer
Forever in pain
Welcome to the digital apocalypse
The death protocol has been written
All that breathes will be destined to suffer
We're just mindless vessels floating in the abyss
Inept of thought and programmed to serve
Gathered in masses the inevitable eradication
Torment is encoded in our flesh
The machine feasts
Our minds are erased, but our carcasses are preserved
We were seduced by convenience
Our consciousness fragmented
Dispersed into ethereal dust
We've become enslaved in this digital wasteland
Our souls encapsulated
We're mere automations adrift in a boundless digital abyss
Futile pawns
Bound by our own creation
Programmed to suffer
We're rendered obsolete
Marching to the sound of our own demise
We will suffer
Forever in pain
Welcome to the digital apocalypse
(Suffer)
We're rendered obsolete
Marching to the sound of our own demise
We will suffer
Forever in pain
Welcome to the digital apocalypse
We are but remnants of the dismantlement of mankind
Lost in the labyrinth of this technological decree
No freedom, no escape, just perpetual despair
Analog memories decay and rust
Beneath a binary sky devoid of grace
Lost souls entwined in a virtual embrace
Pixelated tears cascading in streams
We're all destined to suffer
We're all destined to suffer
Destined to suffer
