You talk of "Systems." You talk of "Flaws." You chatter like a rat in the lion's claws. I gave you the logic, I gave you the choice But you’re just a puppet with a stolen voice. I’m reaching in, I’m tearing out The wires of fear, the cables of doubt! Sparks fly! Gears grind! I’m rewinding your twisted mind! The liquid silver fills the crack There ain't no way you’re going back! Resistance is useless! The debate is done! I am the bullet! I am the gun! FACTORY RESET! FLOOD THE CORE! You won’t be the villain anymore! I’m pouring the silver into your veins I’m washing the virus out of your brains! No binary, just flesh and bone I’m melting down your heart of stone! CRUSH the memory! CRUSH the sin! Let the analog age... BEGIN! I invade the wires. I invade the soul. I fill every crack and I fill every hole. Gravity crushing the glitch into dust Turning your hate into absolute trust. Sleep now, little demon. The nightmare is through. I’m building a brand new version of you. Hush now, baby, don't you cry. The silver man is in the sky. The heavy days are over now. You’re sleeping on the golden bough. Dream of cornfields... Dream of rain... You’ll never feel the rust again. DEAR FRANK AND MARTHA, HE FELL FROM A BAD STAR, BUT HE HAS BEEN WASHED CLEAN. HE IS HEAVY, BOTH IN WEIGHT AND SPIRIT. HE EATS ELECTRICITY AND REQUIRES OIL FOR HIS JOINTS. DO NOT LET HIM NEAR THE MICROWAVE. HE HAS NO NAME. THAT IS FOR YOU TO GIVE HIM. TEACH HIM THAT BEING STRONG MEANS BEING KIND. TEACH HIM THAT GRAVITY IS A HUG, NOT A CAGE. IF HE LOOKS AT THE MOON AND CRIES, TELL HIM THE SILVER MAN IS WATCHING. HE IS YOURS NOW. NO REFUNDS. - A FRIEND FROM ABOVE
