Serial Number
Catherine Corelli
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I had a dream last night I slept and I dreamed I was in a certain place crowded with lots and lots of people A strange scent of silent violence hang all around, the calm queer figures rooted to the ground Motionless and vacant like they where some hunted kind of humanoid statues A product of some evil mind, a released desire for a mass domination, cruel and enthralling Some people bled, some smiled instead All of them looked like they felt fixed though thoroughly flattered Powerless but in a state of perfect happiness A motionless greasy foam frozen and drained of life an instant ago People formed weird packs and rows, circles and rectangles Their heads shaven and turned down Faces hidden in shadows As I walked among them I felt a chill of misery rising in me Mixed with despite and primeval hate and fear I watched them in the eye but found nothing there No shame, no strain, no name, no blame, no pain No trace of life, no evidence of it And then I caught sight of something peculiar and astounding On the back of each head was a number shaven out No doubt, the work was done with one stable hand All the curves, and straights were similar on every head Holy shit! That was fucking kickass I stood there in the cool of the night and shivered I was alone among all of them, alone in a world of serial numbers Listed thoughts and programmed lives Was it life at all I woke up to the sound of voices Ringing all around of me I walked out for an answer To my dream I waded in the daylight Watching people close in front of me Trying to find an answer To my dream But there were no signs of any numbers shaved out on the back of their heads All of them looked equally healthy busy, alive and most natural I was about giving up, but then a slight suspicion crawled into me And once I watched them in the eye the answer struck me all of a sudden Making my every nerve tense and gnaw Every one of them was encoded, a serial number Imprinted deep in each brain, in each mind In each soul. And then I asked myself, was it God's providence or their own choice And that was the hardest question Have you got a serial number No Do you want a serial number Yes I watched several million Cowards wait for me Blind-faith children Of their fright and apathy Every one of them Had neither wish, nor will Save an itchy crap That makes them bitch and kneel I'm your new mistress I'm your new god I'm your true savior The one that you want Slow-minded Delighted You've chosen your way I mind it And find it Ultimate this day Once you took your choice Don't ever hesitate Got but half an hour To make you liberate Cut your dirty hearts And spit them out for me I'll encode you With a brand new liberty Follow me To begin, get rid of your mythology I give you mine 'cause it suits you well Finally, I give you a hundred thousand guarantees That every one of you, pussy whips, get all your fucking happiness I'm your new mistress I'm your new god I'm your true savior The one that you want Slow-minded Delighted You've chosen your way I mind it And find it Ultimate this day Follow me Was that my bitter mission Oh, my god, I wish you'd Never chose me To run this weird experiment The genius surreality Of this seriality's In a number of sequences Provoking the sicknesses They can't feel But it's like a hepatitis The system includes this bug And they're all born and bred to fit this Here they are! They killed the Bradbury's Martians Globalized and unified their lives Closed them in margins Follow me I'll clean up your minds Follow me You've got nothing to bother about from now on Follow me Inhale the irony Follow me Into the chains of your reality Follow me Cause you can't exist anywhere else Follow me Everything's to be in its right place Follow me Need more illusions? You'll get them Follow me Get your serial numbers and lives and spent them I'm your new mistress! be stable ever after I'm your new god! be stupid ever after I'm your true savior! be fucking ever after The one that you want! take this shit I'm your new mistress! be serial ever after I'm your new god! be quite ever after I'm your true savior! be happy ever after The one that you want! take this shit
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