There's nothing more
It's all or it's nothing it's end of days
There's nothing more
Technological Singularity
Simple, efficient
The prime coefficient
The gavel is hammering out a death sentence
A would-be god will end the act
With the scales in his hand
And the world on the rack,
With one thing left to ask...
A question of when
Flesh and sand will kill us in the end
A question of when
There's nothing more
It's all or it's nothing it's end of days
There's nothing more
Technological Singularity
Gathering knowledge
Increasingly toxic
Sensing itself with
Ubiquitous logic
I have set the watchmen on the walls
They're all in place to watch the fall
Flesh and sand will finally kill us all
A question of when
Flesh and sand will kill us in the end
A question of when
A pawn the equal to a king
Until a shell is what remains
A pawn the equal to a king
Until a shell is what remains
Technological Singularity
Technological Singularity