| Nocturnal mission — stage one — sit down — relax |
| Is this reality — is this the place called Metroplex |
| This has affinity with none I’ve seen before |
| It is intentional — I don’t like to be bored |
| Bulk dump request sequence terminated now |
| Shut down the sentinel and you’ll be getting through |
| Somehow — somewhere — security alert |
| The system’s aware that I’m in — but too late |
| I have taken control of the master console |
| Checking up all of the human input devices |
| A beam of light went through my eyes |
| Through my mind |
| Read your genetic code |
| To start the mind’s destruction |
| Incoming data — the victim has been found |
| Age 26 — catholic — convincing bank account |
| Data restriction of subconscious kind |
| Virtual bombers attacking the mind |
| Overtaking routine in progress |
| That while deleting is force to deliver the rest |
| Of my new personality code |
| I am transforming — incoming warning |
| His brain repulses — a smile on my face |
| As I’m unjacking Brad H. to finally exit the game |
| A beam of light went through my eyes |
| Through my mind |
| Read your genetic code |
| To start the mind’s destruction |
| Corrode me |
| Decompose |
| My eyes they have seen |
| What I could’ve been |
| A raven cries |
| When a vigilante dies |
| A beam of light went through my eyes |
| Through my mind |
| Read your genetic code |
| To start the mind’s destruction |