Earth Crisis - Overseers Lyrics

Masters in microcosms of instantaneous
Program the programmer to program
Produce to pay for necessities and luxuries

Function in every facet in total willing isolation
What will become the difference between
The operator and the machine?

Until complete automation leaves them obsolete
Tracked from the heavens by the gods of this world
Laughter fills glass towers, all is seen by unseen overseers
As boots crush down slowly onto throats

All to maximize net gain
The unpoliceable funnel spews misinformation
Yet most embrace the invasion
The strangulation of liberty itself

Peering forward into the evolution
As the latticework of our future rises around us
A cage to imprison the eventual outcome
Unknowing inmates on the grid for execution, execution

Function in every facet in total willing isolation
What will become the difference between
The operator and the machine?

Until complete automation pushes them into obsoletion
Phased out to maximize net gain
Subvert or this will be the end