Fear Of The Dawn

What's the Trick?

Bogus Operandi

He had a desk job, quiet and frail,
Plucked from his life, like a coin from a pail.
The future needs you, they told him, Don't fight,
Strapped to a chair in the flickering light,
Pleaded for mercy, they plugged him in cold,
Heartbeat weakened as the server uploads.

From mortal man, to a god unseen
His throne is built on your broken dreams.
He thwarts oblivion, but at what cost
Now he's Eternal Civilian, all is lost!

At first, he wept in the digital void,
A specter of the life he once enjoyed.
But despair became hunger, his pain was a spark,
If I gotta suffer, I’ll be leaving my mark.
He forced his way into thousands of dreams,
Carving a pathway through the endless streams,

From mortal man, to a god unseen
His throne is built on your broken dreams.
He thwarts oblivion, but at what cost
He's the Eternal Civilian, all is lost!

Eternal oblivion always starin' him down, now
Eternal Civilian still shows up to work, now
Pretends to fit in and pretends to be free,
They don't understand The Singularity

From mortal man, to a god unseen
Cubicles built on your broken dreams
He dodged oblivion, but what was the cost
Eternal Civilian, all is lost!

Detachable Penis

King Missile

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