Waking up in the realm
Waking up with the Sleepers
Download my conscious to a PC rom
Before it gets washed by the sweepers
Don't be naive pull up your sleeve
You know they're farming your DNA
It's got to be seen on tv
Mainstream media everyday
Pixelate my body and give my blood away
Rewrite my algorithm
Rewrite my DNA
I smell the fear and the lies and defecation
Critters in the litter live in desperation
They'll frame it perfect pixelated in a cold sweat
You're dead static and trapped inside a headset
Greed and lust and Aggression within a second
Decades moulding my body into a weapon
Anticipation falling civilization
And faultless cellular rapid regeneration
Pixelate my body and give my blood away
Rewrite my algorithm
Rewrite my DNA
Don't be naive pull up your sleeve
You know they're farming your DNA
It's got to be seen on tv
Mainstream media everyday
Pixelate my body and give my blood away
Rewrite my algorithm
Rewrite my DNA