Exile
Synchronise the flow of intersectionsCatalogue all still heartbeatsFranchise the machinations ofThe bourgeois-fangled reverieGleaming in flamboyancyResign to solid chromeOhmic opposition is futileAnd impedes upon ideas worthwhile
Delicate, infallible constructionWe know now what destructiveness comes from
We are living - there's no deed in indulgenceA faded glory, relying on 'Me and Mine'The exile from human ecstasyTo a place where we're engineered
Seminars on entangled escalatorsMeetings with silent translatorsA flashback of dystopiaWarning in sleep with a recurring traceAll the fragments and segmentsOf fluid sequencesThe pretence of a universal raceNot made of metal is moot
Delicate, infallible constructionWe know now what destructiveness comes from