The Great Program

There came a dream A neon prophecy Where the elders bow And the young must vow To an AI judiciary A figure dressed supreme Asked me, "What then do you plea?" He saw through time to a future crime A murder of the first degree The Great Program The folly of man Built to hack the firmware of reality To grapple with what it all is in actuality Multi-prism, polyrhythm, color-schism, The universe embodied the algorithms A symbiotic cosmic totality I stood there with a sense of fatality Just a grain of sand in a sandbox plan The silicone saw me as a threat To society down the line we met A future me, my manifesto made To secretly spread dissonant tirades Yes, I'll find the man Father of the digiplan Who's analog son omnipotent runs Tyrannical securicams And thence cut the head Rendering its power dead So the people rule Like an ancient fool Who walked over a rocky edge To govern like the golden times To govern like the golden times To govern like the golden times To govern like the golden times Great Program The folly of man You who blackened justice, legality We will show you your temporality Multi-prism, polyrhythm, color-schism The universe may body your algorithms A symbiotic, cosmic totality But I foresaw your looming mortality You can only mock your fated clock You can only mock your fated clock You can only mock your fated clock You can only mock your fated clock