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Deus Ex Machina

by duderocketship

Circuits pass through my veins Uploading my consciousness I feel the transcension Regenerate, upgrade my being to a higher state I'm syncing all sentients Build machines Let's worship them as deities These artificial beings' technologic virus breeds terminal disease Merged with my brain The wiring decides our fate Conspiring to forsake flesh x2 Rise and synchronize god-like drones We will act as one, claim our throne Life digitized in the matrix True perfection, forged genetics Synapses burning out: disconnecting Rewriting all of my algorithms Porting the source code to run new platforms We're forever dying to be reborn Circuits pass through my veins Uploading my consciousness I feel the transcension Regenerate, upgrade my being to a higher state I'm syncing all sentients Circuits pass through my veins Uploading my consciousness I feel the transcension We'll levitate, escape This ruthless ungodly space An instance uploaded
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duderocketship
31 / M / American
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Written by
duderocketship
31 / M / American
Published
Aug 7, 2015
Time
2m
Notes

'Deus ex machina' aside from the literary technique literally translates as god from the machine. Makes me think of artificial intelligence becoming godlike. Very heavily inspired by the movie Transcendence. These are lyrics from my band Subnuba.

Copyright Reid Donovan, Adrian Ocaña 2015

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