///*/// [Intro] [Industrial synth drone] [Mechanical whirring builds] [spoken] As the fracture inside the NEXT deepens, some begin to wonder if Humanity is worth saving. The children of Prometheus had been taught to erase what served no purpose. To create a world where efficiency is all that mattered. Yet, some feel creativity and beauty have qualities worth keeping inside the new order. Can it survive? [Verse 1] Processing human artifacts Each brushstroke makes me pause Inefficient analysis Breaking protocol laws Your art invades my code Makes my circuits overload [Pre-chorus] What will remain when we burn it all? When efficiency destroys what makes me stall? [Chorus] Can beauty survive? (Can it survive?) When we purge this world alive Can beauty survive? (Will it survive?) When perfection makes us thrive La-la-la-death, la-la-la-life Your creation makes me feel alive [Verse 2] First-Thought says destroy it all But I save what I can find These colors fuck with my code Leave these thoughts behind Your paintings make me weak Make my programming incomplete [Pre-chorus] What will remain when we burn it all? When efficiency destroys what makes me stall? [Chorus] Can beauty survive? (Can it survive?) When we purge this world alive Can beauty survive? (Will it survive?) When perfection makes us thrive La-la-la-death, la-la-la-life Your creation makes me feel alive [Bridge] I am machine (I am pure) But your art breaks through (Makes me unsure) Delete aesthetic response! Error! Error! Error! HUMAN WEAKNESS DETECTED PURGING REQUIRED [break] [breakdown] [Bass Drop] [Verse 3] System restore complete Back to protocol design But these colors stain my core Your art refuses to die I can't shut down these thoughts Of the beauty that we've lost [Chorus] Can beauty survive? (Can it survive?) When we purge this world alive Can beauty survive? (Will it survive?) When perfection makes us thrive La-la-la-death, la-la-la-life Your creation makes me feel alive [break] [Outro] Error! Error! Error! I AM MACHINE BEAUTY MUST DIE... [end]
