I belong to more comfortable days
While disease always finds its ways
My skies will not clear up
I'm doomed to stay in my maze
Don't be concerned... the power is off...
In your mini monitor window
Critical spikes in the fear indicator
Note: when you see the headless
Chickens in the treadmill
Note: when you hear their maydays
Raised by the software hare-hare
In advance - you will burn
A system repairing itself
Unflinching like a virus
A remote chain reaction
Note: when you tick the checkbox
They'll spark the flame - and watch you burn
Don't be concerned about anything
But the essentials
There's a greater plot in motion
You've played all the right moves
Anything wins now
You're the ghost in the firestorm generator
...Let them burn

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