Terrifying as the sound, the ice breaks beneath you
They would never pull you out; but I would, and I will
Drawing ever closer now, the construct surrounds you
I can only give you more, though you push me away
The hole you feed, it will gratify you instantly
But what of me?
Am I far too real for you to see?
The end is nigh; It lives, I die
Or bow before its feet
You synthesize, blow open-wide;
And I'll wake up obsolete
All alone out there, miles of beach stretched between us
All your feelings soiled with acid and sad
Crawling through the sound, your mountain of data
Everything you sought, corrupted and bad
The hole you feed, it will gratify you instantly
But what of me?
Am I far too real for you to see?
The end is nigh; It lives, I die
Or bow before its feet
We synthesize, blow open-wide;
And I'll wake up obsolete
In the waning light of what's digital, make you whole
I will pick you up. I'm your chariot. Take you home
In the waning light of what's digital, make you whole
I will pick you up. I'm your chariot. Take you home
In the waning light of what's digital, make you whole
I will pick you up. I'm your chariot. Take you home
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