Panopticon

Panopticon Analog heart flat-lined and digitized A shell for a skull and a body to commodify Under the light, we survive inside this between But we lose ourselves and retreat to screens Retreat to screens, retreat to screens They see all, but we see one Shut down the system, burn away the veil What waits? A face behind a face behind a face Reverse the network, burn away the veil And you'll find a face behind a face behind a face All the lies, we're pulling cables from our spines The culture is charged, amplified, then polarized But our nerves are dulled and our souls lobotomized We sleep with pixels in a dream machine But we lose ourselves and retreat to screens Retreat to screens, retreat to screens Shut down the system, burn away the veil What waits? A face behind a face behind a face Reverse the network, burn away the veil And you'll find a face behind a face behind a face Unto us, a program is born Holy virus, taker of the Earth