Pegging out camp
Precious divining
Flagging beneath
Tasting and mining
Print concrete and steel
Glass, microplastic
Build perfect worlds
To make dreams fantastic
We oughta, make water
We oughta, make water
Air? Not a care
No need for plants
Drain rocks, for stocks
These digital ants…
Feed on the light
Here’s the church
Here’s the steeple
Open the doors
Where’s all the people?
Astrobots and digital nasties…
Party tonight
Wanna fight?
Wanna be sick
Pure humiliation
But, “beautiful…
Magnificent…
Desolation!”
Dodgy code and slavery
Prepare Mars, for humanity —
But a coup, to save AI sanity
On land, Mother Earth promised me
Civilisations grow… so, slowly at first
Communities… coexist and convene
Village, town, city and state
New neighbours, a war machine