Longhare - The High Computer

Computer gods take over reins of Earth
Seed plastic dreams with plastic worth

Proprietors of space unseen, unreal
Failed not safe in perfect anonymity

Rising thrones of digital asperity
Breed high machines of virtual prosperity

Rise up
To fall down

Cold dark formulas invade our lives
Calculated men, now dwell in hives

In hard drive crypts stored immortality
Memory sticks, our plug-and-play mentality

Rise up
To fall down

Love is numbers, zeros and ones,
Blue is the red, through our veins that runs
Love is numbers, zeros and ones
Blue is the red, through our veins that runs
Through our veins that runs

Make the world one synthetic nation
Cripple our souls with prosthetic salvation
The high computer says
Zero one zero one

Written by:
Mateo Gojević, Teo Grlica

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