Naked wires
Loom in the shadows
Of a polyphonic device
Machinery marred by eras
Unburied corpses on the side of the road
Older than I can explain or remember
I walk on
Several times a day I look back
And miss me
Primal me
Once upon a me
So don't speak as if it comes easily
Now the disciples all laugh in echoes
And all around the globe
Molten metals
Forced under high pressure
Cast in corrupt foundries
Make a weary generation
With a skewed perception
Who's self-obsessed
Self- addressed
Though can't get dressed
By itself
As long as
I'm wired
I'm never low
As long as
I'm wired
I'm never alone
Little needles in your ears
Sharp transmissions
Dictate automation
A driving force
Like an alien craft
Left uncontemplated
To the core
What's left of you dissolves
What's left of you dissolves
As Long
As I'm Wired
I'm never low