Robert Patrick Campbell - Synthetic Memories

A step on the path takes you half the way home
Another one leaves you cold and alone
This roads a winding hanged mans knot
We swing from the end, pretty fruits left to rot
Pretty fruits left to rot
Swinging from the hanged mans knot
Usurping god of infinite greed
Understanding the future controlling your dreams
A flawless memory through technology
Will hold you be damned, will clutch you indeed
Pretty fruits kept to shop
Swinging from the hanged mans knot
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Synthetic memories, shared between the slaves
Catalogued in time, a devious charade
Synthetic memories, stolen from your mind
Robotic fantasies, playback then rewind
Pretty fruits without spot
Swinging from the hanged mans knot
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
The futures unfolding like links in a chain
The wizard of Oz, his kingdoms deranged
A pantheon playhouse of gods serving slaves
Symbiosynthetic computer soul game
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Written by:
Robert Campbell

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