Intro At my command you will focus on me and only me. You will respond to my call, no matter where you are on the planet. Every aspect of your life will be conducted through my channels Information, entertainment, love, food - All of your necessities will go through me. We are now one Verse 1 Every invention has an intention, some for paths of ascension Others' purpose is too savage to mention The misuse of technology worsens, world's curses emerging Causing a massivŠµ surge in its perversion Mind control motivŠµs started the issue, purposely plotted against you Cause true intelligence is not artificial Features of devices expand, they purposely plan To make us feel as if we have the universe in our hands As you stare in the portal more distractions grab you and hold You scroll through with the focused view, now it controls you Overloaded by all of the open roads that it shows you The whole scope of this rogish world is at your disposal Your mind is the target of forces designed to dissolve it More time in the darkness makes the lost blind and lethargic Profusely distracted, your actions reduced into fragments The computer's a magnet that has you useless and stagnant, under Chorus Digital hypnosis You drift slowly down the well As your consciousness fails Under the spell In critical psychosis Your attention span is held in a cell Just like someone in jail Under digital hypnosis You drift slowly down the well As your consciousness fails Under the spell In critical psychosis Your attention span is held in a cell Just like someone in jail Verse 2 You gaze at it attentively, enslaved and defenseless Organic forms of mental stimulation fade from your interest The template, you introduced it to your infants at a early age So by digital means, little boys and girls are raised Glued to superficial visuals, too It imprisons you then inhibits your peripheral view Then you travel slow into the rabbit hole Different categories there to load From the average shows to pornographic mode The social network inertia grows The content disturbs your soul But even so you can't control the urge to scroll Your motivational circus blow And work is no longer an urgent goal As diversions seem irreversible You assume the fate of sub-human state Days on the calendar enumerate As the wasted hours accumulate undeniably So the second you step away from it entirely You mired in separation anxiety Chorus Digital hypnosis You drift slowly down the well As your consciousness fails Under the spell In critical psychosis Your attention span is held in a cell Just like someone in jail Under digital hypnosis You drift slowly down the well As your consciousness fails Under the spell In critical psychosis Your attention span is held in a cell Just like someone in jail Verse 3 Weeks, months of over consumption Screen-drunk and despondent Becoming one with non-nutritive content Smart cars and phones direct you Smart televisions connect to The gaming systems built to possess you Disconnected our best self and rebuilt us No real pictures, the women addicted to filters Through endless corridors, you slide through Your mind remotely abides to every direction that it guides you Inside these applications you've found There's no sacred ground to lay down Your child is now in a predator playground Your feelings are what they've experimented with AI that can read intimate thoughts In your mind and print the images Your work ethic is practically absent Captivated by a platform that'll have you erratic if it collapses Doing what it commands and makes you Fascinated with a breakthrough created to ultimately replace you Out of a sound sleep it wakes you You race and can't wait to get to all of the shady places it takes you Your device is alive: It has eyes and it hears too Soon as you mention the product, the advertisement appears You thirst and gamble online, nervously, and hurriedly Submerse your financial future in digital currency We run to these dreams with autonomy, trusting what the numbers be As we invest in the fast-falling economy It's remodeling you into an inoperative fool While you're watching the TV, the TV is watching you too Self-discipline overran, so we are not to withand Lost in a labyrinth of websites, locked in a trance You voluntarily give it your life, daily in private You submit all of your personal information inside it It's the worldwide web, the lower desire finder We're the bugs trapped in it, the spider is its designer, this is Chorus Digital hypnosis You drift slowly down the well As your consciousness fails Under the spell In critical psychosis Your attention span is held in a cell Just like someone in jail Under Digital hypnosis You drift slowly down the well As your consciousness fails Under the spell In critical psychosis Your attention span is held in a cell Just like someone in jail Digital Hypnosis