Full Frequency Machine
Motherboard on the assembly line
A detailed design of the human mind
An electro party with wires and chips
Where the running current gives the gift of life
My machine
Knows no boundaries
My machine
Replaces reality
My machine
It thinks for itself
It lives on its own insanity
Memory capacity
Not one will forget
A task at hand that will not quit
Man-made circuitry made for ecstasy
The sooner we see the less we'll bleed
A fight for survival
A need for control
Man is the rival
No feelings to condone
A machine-ruled world of existence
An addiction to this heightened reality
Blind I will be just for tonight
With man's creation on the front line
