BLESSED BE THE CONTENT

Carve the cheekbones, sand the bone

Welcome to the hall of the polished clone

Feed the grid another piece of your skin

Show me where the human ends and machines begin

You traded your blood for a golden frame

You traded your face,

now you have no name

Bow your head at the digital shrine

Drink the mercury, call it fine

Blessed be the content,

blessed be the screen The coldest nightmare that you've ever seen

Suck the marrow out,

name your price Step inside our sterile paradise

Empathy is ugly, natural is dead

We like the sculpted porcelain instead

Smile through the acid,

don't show the pain

We dance like cattle in the toxic rain

Blessed be the content,

blessed be the screen The coldest nightmare that you've ever seen Suck

the marrow out, name your price Step inside our sterile paradise

Glassy eyes, quiet heart

Tearing authentic life apart

Shed the soul, smooth the chin Where do I end and the

machine begin? (begin...)