Artificial Lyrics


As you sow, shall you reap

Hear the cries of the people

Gatekeepers, now null

Art has lost its value

And now they ask for more

Contemptuous people

Audacious with unrest

Art is never ending

Art is artificial

When you mass produce

Wavelengths that all

Sound the same

“What’s left?” I ask myself

Pseudo coin from the people

Cyber culture, kills the old

Neoevolution

And still they ask for more

Opprobrious people

Extremity, without end

Over saturation