In a world split in two
In search of perfection
Lies an inert body
With the existence and pain
Under the skin and a tormented mind.
In other time
Where machines with humanity faces
The senses and mortality fade away.
Chains and shackles
For terabytes of vanity and desire
They consume your head,
Program your brain
In an empty world
In search of perfection
Designing thoughts and organizing chaos.
Artificial life.
Still life by mutation.
The meaning of life is transformed
The body poisoned by terabytes of information
The end of the road is near
The senses fade away.
Mental control artificial life
Unreal world
The gray sky embraces the perfection.
The human being abandons his essence
With the existence and pain in the skin
And a tormented mind
A new being is born, an immortal being