Artificial Dawn

Virtual existence A simulated scape Bring me to that horizon Till the cybernetics quake Oh, what fate I've been given Are these memories Just a lie How can I escape it The reality, where I die Flora has no place here Binary flourished fawn There is no escaping An artificial Dawn Oh, what fate I've been given Are these memories Just a lie How can I escape it The reality, where I die Extracting, my consciousness Injecting, into cyberspace Reality, seems bleak And my dreams, are my reality