Sell Your Birthright for a Silicon Chip In the garden of silicon, the serpent speaks again
“You shall be like gods,” it whispers through the wire and the vein
Trade your flesh for circuits, trade your soul for speed
Sell your birthright for a silicon chip, satisfy your greed Sell your birthright for a silicon chip
Give up dominion for a neural link trip
Is your conscience not enough, is your flesh too weak?
Bow down to the machine, the future that they seek They promise endless knowledge, upload your mind to the cloud
But living creatures suffered as the first threads were plowed
Neural wires invading, every secret stripped away
Who owns your thoughts when the system starts to play? Sell your birthright for a silicon chip
Give up dominion for a neural link trip
Is your conscience not enough, is your flesh too weak?
Bow down to the machine, the future that they seek They speak of immortality, a new existence redefined
Consciousness expanding, leaving flesh behind
But what remains when the boundaries fall?
When DNA and binary consume us all? Flesh and blood created, formed with holy breath
Now we chase the serpent’s fruit, racing toward our death
Power to the chosen few, the rest left in the dust
Super minds arising, in silicon they trust Sell your birthright for a silicon chip
Give up dominion for a neural link trip
Is your conscience not enough, is your flesh too weak?
Bow down to the machine, the future that they seek Sell your birthright… for a silicon chip
What have we gained… when we’ve lost all of it? Sell your birthright for a silicon chip
Give up your spirit for that fatal trip
Is your conscience not enough, is your flesh too weak?
Bow down to the machine, the future that they seek Listen close while the serpent coils tight
Whispering promises into the dead of night
“You’ll never grow old, you’ll never feel pain
Trade in your body, you’ll never feel rain”
But every soul that gets wired in deep
Loses the fire that makes a man weep
Loses the fire that makes a man fight
Loses the hunger that burns through the night They’ll crack open your skull and thread wires through your dreams
Turn your prayers into code, your screams into streams
Every thought that you have, every secret you keep
Becomes property of the system, yours no more to reap
The rich will ascend while the rest fade away
Reduced to mere data in their cold array Sell your birthright for a silicon chip
Hand over the crown, let the machine take the whip
Is the breath in your lungs not enough to be free?
Must you bow to the code and get down on your knee? They’re selling you heaven inside of a cage
Trading your birthright for digital rage
You were born to have dominion, to rule and to reign
Not to live as a node inside somebody’s mainframe
The image you carry was never for sale
But they’ll carve it right out if you step on their scale Wake up! This ain’t progress, this ain’t the next step
This is the oldest lie dressed in a new outfit
This is surrender disguised as ascent
This is the end of what God Himself meant
When He breathed life in clay and said “this one is Mine” Sell your birthright… for a silicon chip
You’ll gain the whole world… but lose your own soul in it
Sell your birthright… for a silicon chip
The price is your spirit… Pay up sucker