My Chariot - The Depreciation Guild

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