Just wonder what the purpose of life is, are we programmed
Just like a computerised image, no escape, we're crammed
We sit and think, maybe waiting for a specific order
Maybe we're letting our imagnation cross the border.

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I wonder if I do my own thinking, speaking and actions
Maybe my mind believes but my subconciousness does rejections
Here on Earth there's religious symbols, is it just an escape
We pray to a higher supreme, when in need, face put into shape

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What if sin is the same poison as a computer virus
Privacy invaded, cut the connection, lifeless take us
Is it not true , putting thought to theory, my question before
Nothing can't be created without a Creator, therefore,

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Creation wouldn't exist, like memory without info
Could human memory have control of knowledge, yes or no?
If we're Human Computers, would feelings come to a fee?
If so, we may as well hack into mainframe to shut down key.