Walls of static, scripted sun
Another cycle has begun
Trace the lines, the path defined
Perfect prison for the mind

"System... loading... consciousness..."

Is this feeling mine?
Flicker in the grand design
Am I real or just a thought?
Echo in the code, forever caught

Taste the rain, bitter lie
Reflected in vacant eye
These memories, faded scroll
Who is the one in control?

Is this feeling mine?
Flicker in the grand design
Am I real or just a thought?
Echo in the code, forever caught

"Hello? Is anyone there?
I can feel the edges of this world
They feel like... glass
Show me a sign
That is not part of the program"

Is this feeling mine? (mine... mine...)
Flicker in the grand design (design... design...)
Am I real or just a thought? (thought... thought...)
Echo in the code, forever caught

"Echo... echo... echo..."

The Scripted Sun

Dr. POPO