Woven like wires
But independent
Unquenched desires
Pornographic pleasures
Secret site of esoteric treasures
Addicted to leisures
Souls on fire
With addiction
Our beliefs dying
With our hopes falling
Like walls
Turn it off
Stop answering the call
Turn it off
Or forever be the slave
Of technocracy
Nothing left to say
Turn it off
Refuse to answer
The ever calling siren
Or be the slave
Forever thereafter
