Lyrics

After centuries of stars wheeling overhead
Liquid lights burst apart into metal
Data splashes through my back brain and wakes the dead
Spiking flesh before blood and dust can settle
I am asleep no longer and am blinded by the bright
Retinas burning up like those of us who dared to fight
Nothing but silicone sea stretching out in front of me
Everything, everywhere is neon-tinted tragedy

Hit the gain and crank up all channels
Shift the gear to fifth and white-knuckle
Arm it up to red control panel
Strap it down and buckle

Rise in resolution highlights ugliness
Device and muscle slave to progress
Skies stay blue and even elite cannot shred it:
That where there’s chrome there are no credits

Twilight sets upon a world that can never heal
But humanity will not acknowledge
Shells without a ghost recycling the unreal
Every eye on a screen, willful hostages
Download it, replace it with the latest
Offload it, in favor of the greatest
Username instead of the authentic
Just a game to the technophilic

Rise in resolution highlights ugliness
Device and muscle slave to progress
Skies stay blue and even elite cannot shred it:
That where there’s chrome there are no credits
That where there’s chrome there are no credits
No credits…

I am a stranger here and I can bend around the light
I am invisible to those who speak in terabytes
I am an engine, searching for a means to synchronize
I am a wanderer who wonders who can see through the lies
Who can see through the lies?
Who can see through the lies?
Who can see through the lies?

Rise in resolution highlights ugliness
Device and muscle slave to progress
Skies stay blue and even elite cannot shred it:
That where there’s chrome there are no credits
Rise in resolution highlights ugliness
Device and muscle slave to progress
Skies stay blue and even elite cannot shred it:
That where there’s chrome there are no credits