WOK - Digital Mind dalszöveg

Virtual life is waiting for you,
Your body is needless, the sky isn’t blue
Digital world, true to life
But you haven’t chosen, everything true to type

The machines are uploading your brain,
Reload your memory again, and again
The human is just on item, like the enabled module
The machines will dominate, and the humanity is just a tool

This is the globe, like a plastic ball
No plants no animals, the souls fall
No eternal life, just files
And kills you, the digital mind