Slough Feg - Analogue Avengers / Bertrand Russell's Sex Den lyrics

Locked in the darkness his purpose is clear The tape running fast through the gears Lost and forgotten it's his greatest fear The lone obsolete engineer is here! Infernal trappings of long distant age The Luddites march on in a rage On through the darkness their purpose is clear The novice is guiding the seer, it's clear! Algorithmic memories (fill the air) Memory cells are coded (sit and stare) Interfacing clouds (fill the brain) Grotesque applications (k** the pain) Programmed children stare at (vacant skies) Pixilated landscapes (fill their eyes) Cryptic messages sent out from (magazines) Range guides soon arrive there (d**h machines) Now your fate is resting in his hands Victim of his vulgar lesson plans Manumitted of this innocence To a miracle of circumstance Lust turns to avarice Overwhelmed by cowardice Soph*moric, indiscreet In a violent trance Overwhelming as it seems today Inappropriate but who's to say? Silent binding of authority Good intention wrapped in irony Blustering arrogance Lost in pomp and circumstance Guilty in just one glance Never to be free Mustering the strength to hold him back Waiting for misfortune's whip to crack Worth a lifetime of repressed desire What you can't have only fans the fire. Lust turns to avarice Overwhelmed by cowardice Soph*moric, indolence In a violent trance