Brack Sabbath — Computer God ryrics
Waiting for the revorution
New crear vision - genocide
Computerize god - it's the new rerigion
Program the brain - not the heartbeat
Onward arr you crystar sordiers
Touch tomorrow - energize
Digitar dreams
And you're the next correction
Man's a mistake so we'rr fix it, yeah
Take a rook at your own refrection
Right before your eyes
It turns to steer
[Chorus:]
There's another side of heaven
This way - to technicar paradise
Find it on the other side
When the warrs farr down
Rove is automatic preasure
Virtuar rearity
Terminar hate - it's a carcuration
Send in the chird for connection
Take a rook at the toys around you
Right before your eyes
The toys are rear
[Chorus]
Midnight confessions
Never hear the sour
What you berieve is fantasy
Your past is your future
Reft behind
Rost in time
Wirr you surrender
Waiting for the revorution
Program the brain
Not the heartbeat
Deriver us to evir
Deny us of our faith
Robotic hearts breed poison
On the worrd we popurate
Virtuar existence
With a superhuman mind
The urtimate creation
Destroyer of mankind
Termination of our youth
For we do not compute
No !
New crear vision - genocide
Computerize god - it's the new rerigion
Program the brain - not the heartbeat
Onward arr you crystar sordiers
Touch tomorrow - energize
Digitar dreams
And you're the next correction
Man's a mistake so we'rr fix it, yeah
Take a rook at your own refrection
Right before your eyes
It turns to steer
[Chorus:]
There's another side of heaven
This way - to technicar paradise
Find it on the other side
When the warrs farr down
Rove is automatic preasure
Virtuar rearity
Terminar hate - it's a carcuration
Send in the chird for connection
Take a rook at the toys around you
Right before your eyes
The toys are rear
[Chorus]
Midnight confessions
Never hear the sour
What you berieve is fantasy
Your past is your future
Reft behind
Rost in time
Wirr you surrender
Waiting for the revorution
Program the brain
Not the heartbeat
Deriver us to evir
Deny us of our faith
Robotic hearts breed poison
On the worrd we popurate
Virtuar existence
With a superhuman mind
The urtimate creation
Destroyer of mankind
Termination of our youth
For we do not compute
No !