Something's wrong with the world

Something's wrong with the view from here

It's so hard to explain

The Visions I see are rarely clear

Just below the lie I am sure of hides the real

Reality-We feed machines-with minds in need of worth



Contact made with the truth

Through lines of code on my computer screen

Binary diamonds of proof

Shining stars unlock doors made of dreams

Beyond required imagination hides the hive

Born from AI We live the lie cocooned in lieu of life



With dreams we feed reality

Your fantasy a fallacy?

Imprisoned by your memory...a memory?



There's no promise of peace

There's no comfort and no guarantees

Once the systems been killed

We'll have no choice; we'll have to rebuild

And life won't be the pretty picture you recall

But it will be reality and you'll be free



With dreams we feed reality

Your fantasy a fallacy?

If you could see what I have seen-would you destroy The Matrix?

If you could see what I have seen-would you destroy The Matrix

and try...try...try?

live or die?

live or die?