All the tears, and the pain, that you suffered
Every rage attack, every scream, even your happiness
The sadness, the hate, the pain is a fucking lie
A personality programmed to be a slave to his oun mistakes
Our conception of perception and more
All is programed?
Karma and luck don´t exists
The answer of question of destiny
Is in programming commands
Knowledge will gran us freedom
Madness and disease were also planned
Oar was it just a binary number error
My head starts to lose its sanity
Was it the chaos our real existence?
Will come the day when I die There I will know if the numbers are finite or not
The rage of god is preset an AI sentenced us
I see in the streets how the people pray to an admin
This is the limit where the numbers end
Is real? Or artificial?
God exists? Really exists?
Are you really sure of that? Was it the chaos the only real existence
Will come the day when I die There I will know if the numbers are finite or not