When you wish upon a star
You relinquish who you are
Praying to a higher power
Making your ambitions cower
Serotonin waning
Electronic sparks prevailing
Counting electric sheep
Until that deep deep sleep
Virtually indistinguishable
From a crowd of data
Seemingly indestructible
Until your warranty expires
Implanted political leanings
Are providing new meanings
Did I not warn you?
Did I not tell you to look out?
The sign of the beast
This is the least you can do
But cower you will
A towering steeple will command your attention
It will demand your obedience
For the promise of eternity
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