Silicon - Informatik

How can you live with yourself

In your fragile frames

Not like you’d know any better

With your little brains

What you see is the final invention

The end of human ascension

It’s not living but it sure is hell

At times like these I miss myself

Please remind me to forget

What have I done, what have I become?

Transformed my flesh into silicon

All the feeling’s gone, where did I go wrong?

Nothing’s the same, not even the pain

Going nowhere, no direction

Sick and tired of your imperfection

Flesh and blood’s the price to pay

If you’re not careful you’ll end up this way