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Insomnia taunts me, I turned on my t.v.;
Rapt in the arms of a galaxy spiral.
Heard a sea-shell hid it's secret as well.
This nexus is key to our planets survival.

One precious moment it all became clear;
Brain-cloud-haze lifted by euphoric fear.
To the unknown my mind's eye directed;
Beheld every mote in creation connected.

No more Hereafter, eugenics our master;
Sectarist lecture mere witless hubris.
Humanity's blunder was ceasing to wonder;
Why are we here; what's the meaning of this?

Virtual church without actual sages;
Souls under scrutiny, rats in glass cages.
Enigmas deciphered are no longer needed;
Lost words of warning unheard or unheeded.

[Chorus:]
We're all hooked-up to the vast karmic internet;
Each of our souls on the end of its fibre.
One sacred fact that we can't download yet;
The truth is we share the same service-provider.

One precious moment it all became clear;
Brain-cloud-haze lifted by euphoric fear.
To the unknown my mind's eye directed;
Beheld every mote in creation connected.

[Chorus:]
We're all hooked-up to the vast karmic internet;
Each of our souls on the end of its fibre.
One sacred fact that we can't download yet;
The truth is we share the same service-provider.

The atheist plays whilst the orthodox pray.
Fundamentalists freak-out as humanists scoff.
A headlong collision 'twixt science and religion;
There'll be Hell to pay
when one day God logs-off.
Insomnia taunts me, I turned on my t.v.;   Rapt in the arms of a galaxy spiral.   Heard a sea-shell hid it's secret as well.   This nexus is key to our planets survival.      One precious moment it all became clear;   Brain-cloud-haze lifted by euphoric fear.   To the unknown my mind's eye directed;   Beheld every mote in creation connected.      No more Hereafter, eugenics our master;   Sectarist lecture mere witless hubris.   Humanity's blunder was ceasing to wonder;   Why are we here; what's the meaning of this?      Virtual church without actual sages;   Souls under scrutiny, rats in glass cages.   Enigmas deciphered are no longer needed;   Lost words of warning unheard or unheeded.      [Chorus:]   We're all hooked-up to the vast karmic internet;   Each of our souls on the end of its fibre.   One sacred fact that we can't download yet;   The truth is we share the same service-provider.      One precious moment it all became clear;   Brain-cloud-haze lifted by euphoric fear.   To the unknown my mind's eye directed;   Beheld every mote in creation connected.      [Chorus:]   We're all hooked-up to the vast karmic internet;   Each of our souls on the end of its fibre.   One sacred fact that we can't download yet;   The truth is we share the same service-provider.      The atheist plays whilst the orthodox pray.   Fundamentalists freak-out as humanists scoff.   A headlong collision 'twixt science and religion;   There'll be Hell to pay   when one day God logs-off.
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