Singularity Songtext
von Anaal Nathrakh
Singularity Songtext
A pointless society necessarily consumes itself
Lacking an exterior goal, circularity assumes its place
Singularity, leaving human intelligence behind
Rapacious decadence, usher in the post-human age
A new feudal age
A new feudal age
At the whim of a lord, we serve
At the whim of a lord, we die
At the whim of a lord, we drown
At the whim of a lord, we exist
At the whim of a lord, what we are is destroyed
Don′t even understand the phenomenon to be replaced
Yet an ill-understood emergent phenomenon is still embraced
Singularity, leaving human intelligence behind
Rapacious decadence, usher in the post-human age
A new feudal age
A new feudal age
At the whim of a lord, we serve
At the whim of a lord, we die
At the whim of a lord, we drown
At the whim of a lord, we exist
At the whim of a lord, what we are is destroyed
The least-funny in history
A new feudal age
A new feudal age
At the whim of a lord, we serve
At the whim of a lord, we die
At the whim of a lord, we drown
At the whim of a lord, we exist
At the whim of a lord, what we are is destroyed
Lacking an exterior goal, circularity assumes its place
Singularity, leaving human intelligence behind
Rapacious decadence, usher in the post-human age
A new feudal age
A new feudal age
At the whim of a lord, we serve
At the whim of a lord, we die
At the whim of a lord, we drown
At the whim of a lord, we exist
At the whim of a lord, what we are is destroyed
Don′t even understand the phenomenon to be replaced
Yet an ill-understood emergent phenomenon is still embraced
Singularity, leaving human intelligence behind
Rapacious decadence, usher in the post-human age
A new feudal age
A new feudal age
At the whim of a lord, we serve
At the whim of a lord, we die
At the whim of a lord, we drown
At the whim of a lord, we exist
At the whim of a lord, what we are is destroyed
The least-funny in history
A new feudal age
A new feudal age
At the whim of a lord, we serve
At the whim of a lord, we die
At the whim of a lord, we drown
At the whim of a lord, we exist
At the whim of a lord, what we are is destroyed
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