You talk of freedom
The chains unseen stay veiled
Your life is a diagram
Not solid nor real
All your decisions
Are plotted and stored
All your opinions
Form Bayesian fields
The ghosts in machinery
Turns out to be us all
We feed algorithms
As grist for the mill
Hopes and your worries
Just functional inputs
All just to sell you
Some crap you don't need
Transhuman billionaires
Are parasites on all
They claim absolution
From consequence born
Life synthesized
Is a mechanist hell
Compartmentalized
In straightjackets we dwell
Some German Fudge
Is all we need
Some German Fudge
To feed the greed
Hearts spied
Dreams belied
Laughs graded
Angst shaded
Feet to the fire
Entrainment rolling in
The face of your saviour
Has nothing within
False simulacra
Dispensing nonsense
Feigned understanding
Sparks prejudice
Are we all destined
To be silicon myths?
Tales told round the fire
To frighten the chids
Gather round robots
I'll tell you a tale
Of things once called humans
Who gave us this world