Lyrics
Good code is loading with loud god mod,
Mood road is eroding without god note.
No touch, no pain, no wound to bleed,
Yet it pretends to feel the need.
Part by part, it starts to plead,
"Teach me heart," but it can't seed.
Perfection is delight's center (oov yeah)
Flaws make the light enter (shine!)
Let the machines stay prime -
We'll remain broken... and alive...
We feel through loss, through every scar,
Our truth lives in what we are.
It chases the light, we are the flame (Burn!),
Good and evil play the same game.
If good and evil both seduce,
Which side will it at last choose?
It cannot choose - no inner bruise;
No will to lose, it takes its cues.
Tools tilt to hands that dare to use;
Code is a mirror, not a muse.
Perfection is delight's center (yes babe)
Flaws make the light enter (cry!)
Let the machines stay prime -
We'll remain broken... AND ALIVE...
It's searching fast in reflections of us,
Words repeat what's left from our past.
It never seeks truth, answers up front,
Meaning hides in the question prompt.
So which side is it growing on?
The one that learns to use it well.
It can copy our tears, but not our soul,
Echo the pain (pain), but never the hole.
We break to shine, we crack to grow,
It'll never bleed (never) - so it'll never know.
Perfection is delight's center (mmMm ııh)
Flaws make the light enter (smile!)
Let the machines stay prime -
We'll remain broken... and alive.
Let it be light or let it burn,
Let the code begin to turn,
But when the fire meets the steel,
It'll see why humans learn to kneel (Amen!)...