Dues Ex Machina Lyrics

Hacked apart
Splintered into a thousand
Glowing pieces of flesh
You''ve become so pale
Eyes pink and fresh
The local died in you
When circuits forged communities
They put faith out of reach
And onto your screen
Wireless bodies float
No longer ensnared by identity
We revel in our anonymous existence
Autonomous or automated
Rapture is so surreal
The pursuit of heresy
Even into the solitude of dreams
A crippled capacity for inquiry
As we say to ourselves
Behold what we've created