Remove the floorboards and make room
I'm coming in
I hope that you're satisfied
Because now we run from the stratosphere
This tunnel defines us now
A confrontation of digital abundance confines us all
Our eyes burn but there is no need for sight
The machines have our vision now
Forgive me father
Forgive me father for I have sinned
It confines us all
Our eyes burn but there is no need for sight
This digital tarpit suffocates our creative strife
My wreckage of a body is pulled from the black ooze
Our skin defining our originality is removed
What a shame since now I resemble machine scrap
One of them I now am and emerge a new being
A criminal unique only to the crime
Scan our arms and take us to the farm
Running from the crime
Forgive me father for I have sinned
I will not succeed
They tell me this as they rewire our feelings
All our feelings
Watch the hell I give
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The Digital Tarpit Lyrics

Frontierer – The Digital Tarpit Lyrics