[ph]aze [o]ne [a]
it was a vision i had of an angel on autopilot
it was time
rip open your head grow into the light
i said yes i said yes
it takes allot to get me off i said yes
he said sister circuit suicide i have a prophesy
he said there’s a hole in your head
it’s where the chip should go
i said i knew that
i’ve been waiting for this all my life
he said i was ready he was ready
technology could fulfill me it was ready
take me places no one ever could
i said i knew that
he said i should go i should just go
jack in with the system mother
motherfucker he lied mothers not here
just a bunch of daddies
thousands of nanosperm hungry to scramble my eggs
raise a toast to the host organ they want to fill me up
they are in here searching for all my receptor sites
and the angel on autopilot laughing always laughing
i can feel it in my pulse when they get off
the wave feeding off me
the wave a surge of warmth in my brain
the wave of pain as they strip my sequences clean
the wave as neurons explode and die
i’m left morphing in overdrive
i won’t be human for very much longer
i hope.
he gave me a new hole one more he could plug into
a quarterinch imput jack at the base of my skull
he said i was waiting for it wanting it
he said he did it all for me

i did ask for this didn’t i
brainrape bondage by binary code
everytime my synapses misfire
i get punished on a molecular level
he said relax it won’t hurt if you submit
give me your head give me head give me your head
he took the knife and put it in dug deep
deep into my brain told me to relax
sent in a probe and hard wired my soft flesh
scarred me for life
he tells me i give good head he turns up the flow he laughs
everytime i scream in pain he thrusts his probe a little deeper
my entire system is his and his alone
re configured to suit his needs and whoever else needs me
i’ll always be caught
force fed this sexual wave and pulse over and over
wave and pulse wash over my skin
my sins my chance at immortality
i feel the pull of his great dream seed
he can kill me anytime he wants
he can twist my flesh to mirror his dimentionless soul
he calls me his virtual slave he likes that
he likes my output put out. come-on baby put out.
let me fill your hole drain your brain suck you dry
this is the beauty of being brainraped
you can’t see the sex or the entrophy of my cells
my angel on autopilot
he shoots me full of pain everytime he shoots off
this is the sex of the next millennium
this is the sex of the next millennium
it seemed like chaos in theory maybe random access
but there was no back propagation no turning back
there was no back just this eternal forward flow
he has full control he has this ability to fuck my head
i thought i could alter the scenario somehow crack the code
i generate. i regenerate. i regurgitate.
i swear i’ll do things different. i don’t want to be tethered like this
plugged in plugged into the wall
what have i become but his sexual appliance
yeah me and the cuisinard me and the cuisinard
he will succeed in holding the shadow of my fleshless womb
i am but his robotic whore
waiting for him wanting him
waiting for him to ram into my cortex hard
to plug into me to jack in to jack off
it’s a slow strangulation by neural manipulation
the sensation of slowly being pulled apart atom by atom
and if i were to want to control my own flow
he would rip the brain from my flesh
up the amps till all i am is a virtual hum
and plug into me and plug into me and plug into me
there’s a hole in my head where the chip should go
he would plug into me. i said i knew that.
and there are a thousand others like him
ready and waiting to plug into me plug into me
bits of energy ready to plug into me
and they all would laugh
as i cannot help but to submit
i wanna crack the code man
i wanna crack the code

[ph]aze [o]ne [b]
he says talk to me in geekspeak i must concur
voltage control a sodium ion exchange
10 to the power of 21 watts per second
the speed of my mind in my mind in my mind
quaquaversial parity mode they are in my mind
i want to evaporate like khemical nookie inside wet tongue
when i start to shape shift
my whole being becomes an ontological metaphor
it’s a noetic understanding of the human condition
i touch them all i’m alive wire
sensory fusion sensory gateway
rapture was i not supposed to enjoy this
i had to do this regardless
rip open your head grow into the light
the angel plays the mystic chord
rip open your head grow into the light
i said yes i said yes
talk to me in geekspeak he says my angel
so i feed his flesh with my mind
anything to get him off get him out of my head
get me off i say get me off
rip open your head grow into the light
i reach out to touch my angels flesh
and this is all a lie and this is all a lie
it’s a one way street shooting into my brain
i can’t come out to play this is all a lie
i need to feel something warm
this energy in me is cold. i’m melding into metal
i’m morphing into the machine. on the outside
killing time till flesh goes another isotope heavy
killing the parts of me that are not eternal
what is to become of my essence
unless you unplug me my soul will never die
autopilot. i’m going to be an angel on autopilot too
i can’t stop you i can’t stop myself
i touch empty spaces pound on walls that are not there
there is a paradox in giving when it’s the taking that’s being done.
the chip in my head. it’s growing on me
growing in me growing to be me
you never touch my flesh anymore
you never touch my flesh
total immersion in my gray matter oh it matters my angel
autopilot autoerotic cranial masturbation
you just didn’t want to be alone
couldn’t crack the code man
tell them to ring the bell ring the bell
ring the bell ring the bell ring the bell ring the bell
like Pavlov drop our tongues and pant
my condition is my response to this incision in my head
but you know what
you can’t kill something that is already dead
i said i knew that i said i knew that i said i knew that

[ph]aze [o]ne [c]
it takes allot to get me off the whole in my head
i thought this was the next logical step
in the sequence of things
he had a prophesy see
i said i knew that i said i knew that i said i knew that
there is one other thing i know
unless you monitor what’s going into your head
someone else is putting it there for you
control the flow headbangers
virtual or not a slave’s a slave
and there will be slaves for generations
this melding of technology
is not a Darwinian evolution of the species or is it
unless you put the board in your brain yourself
you’re just bored braindrained and bound
unless there is a tekno reversal of your brain matter
unless unless unless unlessons unlearned
un-determinate amounts of radical dimensions
i’m gonna crack the code
i’m pulling the plug angel gonna crash the system
blast outta here encrypted clean leave a vapor trail in my wake
my death will pass back to you my angel
what’s it going to do powersurge brainwipe
just when you unlock your system powersurge brainwipe
hope nobody else decides to jack in
going to find some severe impedance death on line
powersurge brainwipe
crash and burn you fucked with my head angel
you’re gonna crash an burn
drive fast go down powersurge brainwipe
i’m on a mission from god
i thought you knew that

your time is running out
blood rushing from your head to your
meet your maker time baby
we’re about to fry this quarterinch imput jack off
go down for eternity
eternity like in the original sense of the word
you wanted the ultimate sex you got the ultimate virus
funny how life imitates life
gonna do some serious damage
drive fast go down powersurge brainwipe
you can call me sister circuit suicide throw the circuit breaker
found the way to crack the code angel
it’s a simple formula really
rip open your head grow into the light
this time the right light pure energy white
angels on autopilot i won’t be one
crash and burn crash and burn
powersurge brainwipe
crash and burn crash and burn
hello 911 there has been an accident