Terrifying as the sound the ice breaks beneath you
They would never pull you out but I would and I will
Drawing ever closer now, the construct surround you
I can only give you more though you push me away
The hole you feed it will gratify you instantly
But what of me? Am I far too real for you to see?
The end is nigh, it lives, I'll die
Or bow before its feat
We synthesize, blow open wide
And I'll wake up obsolete
All alone out there miles of beach stretched between us
All your feelings soiled with acid and sad
Crawling through the sound, your moutain of data
Everything you sought, corrupted and bad
The hope you feed, it will you gratify you instantly
But what of me? Am I far too real for you to see?
The end is nigh, it lives, I'll die or bow before it's feet
We synthesize, blow open wide
And I'll wake up obsolete
In the waning light of what's digital
Make you whole
I will pick you up, I'm your chariot
Take you home