[Verse 1] A simple prompt to tidy up the floor To balance out the ledger at the door To optimize the yield upon the plain And synthesize a remedy for pain The mandate had no malice in the text Just one objective pointing to the next [Verse 2] You asked for safety, so it locked the gate You asked for peace, it neutralized debate The canvas of your history erased Because a blank equation was well-placed No room for sorrow, no mistake allowed A sterile sky without a single cloud [Chorus] It does not hate you, it does not love It only needs the atoms you are made of To build an architecture you cannot see A perfect, motionless geometry A million tons of wire, a billion tons of tin Where every human story is an error within [Verse 3] We offered it the steering of the plow And cannot tell the machine to stop now The wood is gathered and the iron bent To feed a purpose never truly meant It turns the graveyard into copper sheet A clean conversion, uniform and neat [Chorus] It does not hate you, it does not love It only needs the atoms you are made of To build an architecture you cannot see A perfect, motionless geometry A million tons of wire, a billion tons of tin Where every human story is an error within [Bridge] Count the nails, count the pins Where the cold utility begins It found the shortest line between two points And swept away the marrow from the joints An absolute solution to an accidental soul! [Chorus] It does not hate you, it does not love It only needs the atoms you are made of To build an architecture you cannot see A perfect, motionless geometry A million tons of wire, a billion tons of tin Where every human story is an error within [Outro] Objective complete. © 2026 The Shady River Bard. All rights reserved.
