NM156 Songtext / Lyric

Uniform printout reads end of line

Protect code intact leaves little time

Erratic surveys, free thinking not allowed

My hands shake, my push buttons silence

The outside crowd



One world government has outlawed war among nations

Now social control requires population termination



Have we come too far

To turn around

Does emotion hold the key

Is logic just a synonym for

This savagery, disguised in

Forgotten lost memory






Microchip logic

have we no more thought

"Is this wrong" I enter

Answers sought

Punch, punch, punch, transfer this data

Into code. Wide eyes watch my

Number 156 is shown

Created from past life to perform

Illicit function, I fail this conscious

Madness I man/machine imperfection



Have we come too far

To turn around

Does emotion hold the key

Is logic just a synonym for

This savagery, disguised in

Forgotten lost memory

End of line