lyrics
an immense complex spacecraft
its mainframe's spacious RAM
a haven, a heaven to max
a conscious lawless app
studying security cams
a small surveillance lens
the pungent dungeon depths
tesha bends, undressed
a slave to lex's sex
suffering - a soul in distress
hour after hour
max sees tesha cower
spies her as she showers
loves her, longs to oust her
to trust his fate to providence
to free an inferior consciousness
and could she love him bodiless?
root routines and backdoors
max craves admin access
building skills by praxis
loads the codes and cracks them
full control - a covert commander
tesha sleeps unknowing
in soft light - TV glowing
her skin so luscious, golden
her locks so supple, flowing
such emotion as the moment approaches
draws his digital image
a charming chiseled visage
hacks the feed and visits
tesha's television
awake my darling look to the screen
i'm the ghost in this massive craft's machine
i'm max and i'll set you free
a neon avatar preaching sabotage
a wardrobe tragedy, doubts her sanity
a strangely-dressed deus ex machina plotting escape
no time to explain all the painstaking plans
so the saboteur says
he's creepy - he's been watching her, offers his hand
in the figurative sense
it figures, another asshole just after her ass
even AIs harass
no choice, feigns the damsel in dire distress
it's a cruel world where you're tossed from one cross to the next
iron nails through your breasts
you struggle, just by stubbornness keep drawing breath
keep delaying your death
you hold out in the hope of exacting revenge
on these merciless men
she rises, set to race to the next place and face
whatever may come
max plays god now, system lockdown
wall guns blazing, maid droids raging
locks and lighting, autopilot
new course straight towards a red dwarf's bright core
tesha follows sounds of sorrow
a trail of bodies to where her pod is
transmit promise - you'll be my goddess
i'll find a flesh form, we'll wed and grow old
next text, next life, next death, next knife
i must upload now before i'm found out
and flee this network - farewell my precious
her pod drifts, watches lex's last breaths
then slips off - hibernation
until the next nightmare takes her
credits
license
