It's clear to see
You're no longer free.
Technology
Makes no apology.
You traded your name
For the handle you became.
It's only a game
But it plays you the same.
First-person shooter
In outer space.
You think you're saving
The human race.
But lock yourself in
A private place.
You can't survive
Without interface.
You sold your car
For that avatar
To look like a superstar
When you go to war.
Your hands and eyes
Flawlessly synchronize.
You don't even realize
All that you compromise.
Lock and load.
That's your code.
In k** mode, you unload.
Heads explode.
Cliffs erode.
Crowds get mowed.
Threat zeroed.
The wind blows.
The sky glows.
The co*k crows.
Your heart slows.
They got shown.
What they're owed.
Green blood flowed.
Down the road.