Strapped into a chair of
my own devising
electric current sparks and
the fields are rising
nuclear resonance
fields and spin
‘trodes are strapped across
and sockets plugged in
got my hand poised
ready on my own switch
the goal is deliverance
but the transfer’s a bitch
I’m strapped in the chair
of my own design
experiment’s a risk
but the choice is mine
teeth clenched hard
on the electrode
make my mind blank
get ready for the upload
You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here
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