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Lower Layer
04:08
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We can build a system
We can emulate Him
We can build a system
We can emulate Him
They said it was crazy
Believing impossibilities
A deterministic world
A measurable reality
The figment of free will
The roles of our biology
Organic circuits in motion
Flipping bits and responding
There's a reason suns shine and people choose to hurt somebody
A time-invariant system encapsulated in our bodies
Gather the set of inputs, all present and past and future
Plot a graph of my choices and display it on a computer
There's a layer underneath this place
With the codes that govern our time and space
With the alternating peaks and troughs
Giving rise to the fundamental natural laws
We can build a system
We can emulate Him
We can build a system
We can emulate Him
Reversing the arrow of time
Change the fundamental laws
Every outcome redefined
Reenact the apple's fall
The universe in a data set
A timeline on a harddrive
The machine begins to radiate
Potent pulses far and wide
A function in disorder you might call it divination
I have come to the lower layer to rearrange these known connections
You will argue the Hand of God, we can study Him
We can build a system
We can emulate Him
There's a layer underneath this place
With the codes that govern our time and space
With the alternating peaks and troughs
Giving rise to the fundamental natural laws
There's a layer underneath this place
With the codes that govern our time and space
Modify the many peaks and troughs
Giving rise to a new set of natural laws
We can build a system
We can emulate Him
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2. |
Your Peripheral
06:13
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Heard it ringing there must be nobody home
But it's coming from next to me and I don't have a phone
I see Anubis reprising his role once again
Wake me up before the show
His residence in your peripheral
A voice in your closet so deep and guttural
Voices from inside calling out for genocide
Crackles through a radio and lost in time
He keeps his chaos entangled with your paradise
Let your impulse take you to his side
You try to close them
His knife will open
Pinholes in your lids
So you can see him
Wise ones say he's just your imagining
So why then do we all see the same thing
Marches in like he's expected
I can't say why but I know he's violent
Feel his weight sitting down on the bedside
Can't turn over to see I'm paralyzed
Shoves blankets down my throat I suffocate
I pray but God knows what is up, he's just watching
Watching, laughing, hoping, smiling, anxiously anticipating
Stick your inner monologue into a paper bag
Said tape it up tight shove it underneath the bed
Reanimates the detritus within
Lurches out from under sounds like bones rattling
His residence in your peripheral
You try to close them
His claws tear open
Pinholes in your lids
So you can see his
Gracious offerings
Letting you live out your dreams
Your face on TV
Still there is that leash
With which he pulls you into his lair
His club
His personalized nightmare
Wise ones say he's just your imagining
So why then do we all see the same thing
Marches in like he's expected
I can't say why but I know he's violent
Limbs go limp when he's near like spellbound
Feel his weight, lungs deflate, I'm gonna drown
Shoves blankets down my throat, cease breathing
I pray but God knows what will come, he's just watching
Watching, laughing, hoping, smiling, anxiously anticipating
Just let me back in your blue box
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Tried
03:44
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All rise for the judge this morning
I'm a little early because I failed to stay in bed
With the sounds of my body groaning
Just the cries of self-digestion
Weight detected
Fate inscribed
Pleas rejected
Court subsides
You must not break your fast in the morning
Wait til afternoon
I'll try to satisfy the cravings
With a TV screen
But the clock refuses to move
And I'm on my knees staring at the pantry
All rise for the judge tonight
I obeyed the ruling I suppressed my sick appetite
See my wrists find a joy in counting
Each of the visible bones on my ribcage
Weight detected
Fate inscribed
Pleas rejected
Court subsides
The court will reconvene tomorrow
I've done well today
Sounds good when will these trials be over
That's still far away
It's June and the air is hot and thick
I'm still freezing in my covers
How am I supposed to stay asleep through the night
As my body suffers
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