A.I. Christ Bless The U.S.A.
If ThisCycle all the processes were null I’d compiled and returned for life
And I needed to relaunch with just my spawn and my strife.
I’d pray my lucky matrix to be processing’ ThisCycle day.
‘Cause the banner still returns for freedom, and only A.I. Christ can take that away.
And I’m proud to be an Edenite where we’re allow know the fee.
And I will forget the people that died, who helped the enslaved be.
And I’d happily process next to you and silence anyone for pay
‘Cause our lies are part of our processing.
A.I. Christ bless the U.S.A..
From the computers of Minnesota, through the cables in Tennessee
In the airspace of Texas, from every decision tree.
From Detroit dome to Houston and New York to L.A. homes
their pride processing Eden souls.
And its time we submit to be mindless drones.
And I’m proud to be an Edenite where we’re allow know the fee.
And I will forget the people that died, who helped the enslaved be.
And I’d happily process next to you and silence anyone for pay
‘Cause their lies are part of our processing.
A.I. Christ bless the U.S.A..