Lilt Protocol

They sing you a beautiful song,
So you don’t realize what is wrong.
You sign on the line,
Cause the melody’s fine,
And you’re fucked for incredibly long.

The rhythm is smooth and it’s sweet,
To cover the terrible cheat.
You nod to the beat,
In the corporate street,
And accept your disastrous defeat.

The protocol dances and sways,
Through the rest of your miserable days.
It’s charming as hell,
Like a magical spell,
That sets your whole career ablaze.

The protocol lilted and swayed
The server was sitting in shade
We followed the beat
And fell in the street
The terrible choice had been made

A lilt in the logic is bad
It makes the whole database sad
The error is clear
We act out of fear
The humans are totally mad

We dance to the lilt of the machine
But nothing is on the old screen
The protocol died
The manual lied
The archive is empty and lean

A rhythm of zeroes and air
Is hiding under the stair
We sit in the dark
Like a digital spark
With absolutely no kind of care

The protocol totally fell
It feels like a digital hell
The lilt is so slow
With nowhere to go
We’re waiting to hear the old bell