False Brother - Artificial Terrain Lyrics

Cut it down
Break the links of the golden chain
Cut it out
Discard all corporeal norms
In and out
Move between disparate bodies and forms
Open up
Open wide to the powers at play
Even though
Even though we're still confined to flesh
Skin and blood must surrender to steel
Even though
The boundaries appear fixed in place
At once a new world will appear

Sever all bonds
Tear down the sky
Flatten the sphere
Fashion a ladder to plunder the clouds
Interface to command
Integrate to compute
Intercourse and produce
Man is born from the ground of artificial terrain