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Mortal Soffiction - The Chip is Inserted

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We become a computer board
We stop thinking - let the machines be
We stop feeling. What was that?
We cease to be human - we work to be so

We are not human anymore!
We are working hard to make it so
We are destroying human nature
We are working hard to make it so

We seek to destroy our essence
We create machines to REPLACE man
The world is ruled by technology
And easily manipulatеd, the little guy

We arе not human anymore!
We are working hard to make it so
We cease to be human
We are working hard to make it so

But who knows that?
The chip rules us
But does anyone want to know?
But does anyone care?
The chip is inserted!
 
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We become a computer board We stop thinking - let the machines be We stop feeling. What was that? We cease to be human - we work to be so We are not human anymore! We