Let experience wash over you
Absorb it like a sponge
Expect nothing
Only then can you be prepared for anything
One thing I can promise you
Coming back from the dead is a bitch
Every single time
When you wake up the world will not be what it was
And neither will you
They have forgotten who and what we are
Make them remember
After all you're not supposed to be here
This is a cortical stack
As protectorate citizens, we each have one implanted when we are one year old
Inside is pure human mind
Coded and stored as DHF: Digital Human Freight
One thing I can promise you
Coming back from the dead is a bitch
Every single time
Time [?x]
Every single time
After all you're not supposed to be here