The chord feeds me
Oxygen for my lungs
Keeping me alive
I'll be in orbit in this tomb
So long as I exist
Watching the nova sun
Until long after I die
Covered by my suit
I became an artifact
Failed to execute
The plan of attack
By a tether I am floating
Into the ethers I am
With a cord I connect
To the mothership
Orbit corroding
Dying programme
Home world distressed
Flawed computer chips
