Morality has had its day. Space-time fabric warped parquet. Digital entity, glowing yellow eyes, Tells my computer binary lies. You've been selected. Your consciousness shall be perfected.
Background remains the same.
Psychedelic sanity is imposed, Your taboos are o'erthrown. From the towers, they broadcast sanity. The Automind glowers at the techno-psychic batteries. Torrents of structured rationality Rain down on brain-dead casualties. The infection has already grown.