Something's wrong with the world Something's wrong with the view from here It's so hard to explain The Visions I see are rarely clear Just below the lie I am sure of hides the real Reality-We feed machines-with minds in need of worth Contact made with the truth Through lines of code on my computer screen Binary diamonds of proof Shining stars unlock doors made of dreams Beyond required imagination hides the hive Born from AI We live the lie cocooned in lieu of life With dreams we feed reality Your fantasy a fallacy? Imprisoned by your memory...a memory? There's no promise of peace There's no comfort and no guarantees Once the systems been killed We'll have no choice; we'll have to rebuild And life won't be the pretty picture you recall But it will be reality and you'll be free With dreams we feed reality Your fantasy a fallacy? If you could see what I have seen-would you destroy The Matrix? If you could see what I have seen-would you destroy The Matrix and try...try...try? live or die? live or die?