My Chariot

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 surround 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'll die Or bow before its feat We 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 moutain of data Everything you sought, corrupted and bad The hope you feed, it will you gratify you instantly But what of me? Am I far too real for you to see? The end is nigh, it lives, I'll die or bow before it's 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