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[part i: misty dreariness]

prologue

the planet of death and d_mnation. the dumping ground of people with weak souls, who cause war and starvation. the year 1995. john doe, one of the inhabitants, is living in a state of distress, knowing that he is dependent on the computerbrain who is guiding the state with no destination. the brave new people equal progress, they say, but the ordinary john doe has never been taught how to survive alone! and he doesn’t dare to think! however, the computer_brain has a special feature to act gentle and to sympathize with human mind, after all – humans have feelings. in the midst of all this there is also an angel, a shining creature, the light of life who can see inside a man. it is the angels mission to encourage and cheer up the normal mortal. she sees the pain of john doe. this symphony tells about the struggle between these three spirits:

misty dreariness
misty dreariness prevails
gloominess is sucking up john doe’s strength
he is strolling around his limited territory
dreaming about something that might let him out of this dead_end street…
but life is in rut
agony is tearing him to pieces…

[part ii: a sign]

the brave new computerbrain is giving out orders…

(machine: )
death to brains, death to sorrow
turn the lights off and wait for tomorrow
brains of metal wait to arise
calling dusty corpses to show up
(john doe: )
don’t wanna wait a minute
i need some sp_ce to escape
livin’ in a dark hole
blind on a dead end street
the angel appears to the scene and feels sympathy for john doe and wants to
help (?!) him

(the angel: )
oh, there’s a sign
just follow it, don’t be afraid
it shows the way life’s really like
avoid the everlasting pain!
(machine: )
alright, a very good trick! just sit and relax with mary chain (haha)

the angel doesn’t like the computerbrain who wants to connect everyone to
itself. everybody should have a dream that can be accomplished. she tears john
from his sh_ll willing to give him a hint of “another day”. john doesn’t
hesitate a moment: they rush away! the computerbrain is left behind wondering
what really happened…

(machine: )
(hey!) where did you go! i thought i could reach you
but my metal computer mind can’t locate you anymore!
(i can’t let you go)

john doe is taken over by a strange emotion. the computerbrain notices it and
proceeds to hunt him down… it doesn’t want to let it’s beloved slave out of
sight. and besides, it is possessive as well as curious… the plot thickens
(john doe: )
look, what fun
brightness, stability
and look, i will flee
there’s free sp_ce in my eyes…
(machine: )
the breast of unknown
the breathing sp_ce
no civilized lies
the breast of the world
fortune, fabulous, challenge the bridge, white innocence calls
the breast of the world, come to me!

(the angel: )
oh, there’s a sign
just follow it, don’t be afraid
it shows the way life’s really like
avoid the everlasting pain!
the breast of the world
(john doe: )
come to me, the breast of the world, come to me, …

[part iii: deeper into the mud]

deeper into the mud… led by the angel. john doe is looking around
delighted and _
frankly begins to go insane. the computerbrain can’t find such a
“feeling” in it’s data
banks and becomes alarmed…
machine:
outside the breathing sp_ce
like a bunch of metal pushed into my veins

john doe:
hasta la vista, oh la_la negras putas, muchos cojones!
it’s so beautiful here…

machine:
vegetation, out of my files
weird like death, like rusty metal

the angel:
how do you feel? laa_la_laa… you’re out of line!

machine:
death! death!
(hey!) now it’s a crime to walk down here
this is not our property, somebody’s charging us

the angel:
no, no, no! it’s not true!
here we are all free, free from your sins!

machine:
sure it’s all safe?
reminds me of an overload
surrounded by chaos
i’m just a hunter’s prey

the angel:
benedictus esto inter peccatores, dominus tecum!
john doe manages to escape from the circuit of the computerbrain, the
body impregnated with despair is slowly getting rid of its chronic
depression. the angel is
watching from aside with a contented smile. the computerbrain is
starting to feel a
reduction of electric charge in itself

machine:
i can’t find my memory
i’m short of breath, i only feel
files are messed up, hi_tech gone
wanna get back, this is not fun!
i escape, i am scared
i’ll be lost anyway
comfortable? it’s too hot
i’m afraid of what is not
why do you smile, don’t like it
feel too much, i feel sorrow
i should stay pale behind my monitor. let me go!

the computerbrain runs away trying to escape… john doe is somewhere
else… revelling deep in pleasure

machine:
american dream
you made yourself spoiled
i’ve been livin’ in a dream for too long
they forced me to pay, but now, here, today…

choir:
yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah!

machine:
is this way right or wrong?
should i go… right or left?
it’s too hot, faith no more
i feel wet, i will die!
the desperate struggle for life and death of “knowledge” begins

[part iv: the struggle for life and death of “knowledge”]

(machine: )
why? ooh…
why? why? i’ll….
…die!
i’ll die!
why…
…i will die!

the angel doesn’t seem to feel sorry at all

(the angel: )
ave maria! ave maria! ave maria!
(machine: )
why?
cancel…
…lation, edit! why, windows closed!
ooh!
quit, up to me!
pain!
file b!
(choir: )
die! die! die! die!
(machine: )
uuh! aah! ooh!
uuh! aah! ooh! lii, function closed
(the angel: )
ave maria! ave maria! ave maria! ave maria!
(machine: )
aah! uuh! aah! uuh!
uuh!
aah! aah! aah! aah! aah! aah!
die!
aah!
die! die! die! die!
hey, rise, rise, rise, close, quit…function? die! die!
uuh! aah! uuh! aah!
aah!
(john doe: )
yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah!
yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah!

the computer ceases to function

die!

[part v: completely alone]

suddenly. john doe notices that he’s been left completely alone, everybody has
disappeared! only a mood of satisfied fulfillment is left. john doe decides to
hit the road! he is strolling around in the “new world” and is totally out of
his mind… the mysteriously. he is feeling a little bit guilty(?), like as if
he’d let down… a friend…(?)

..meets the good ole angel…

[part vi: move]

john doe:
i decided to go on though it hurt me so
you lost your memory and i lost my soul
was it good, was it bad, was it just the same
through the past darkly, and we lost the game
i never realized how things really went
and where this angel is, and what she meant
she said we were in the land of metals
and we made the wrong decision and we found only death

the angel:
world _ you see _ is in your eyes
you see the truth and you see the lies
how come is the world so bad?
it’s up to you what you want to add

john doe:
but you see, this poor friend, how is he now?
he’s in the world of confusion _ deep in the mud
how can you tell it’s own fault what he did?
you made a yell of death and then he was hid
how can you tell it was right what you did?
you took us away from our normal trip
it makes no sense to come here to die
is there sense at all, should i still try?

the angel:
world _ you see _ is in your eyes
he will be well, he can feel his files
in this place on one can die
it’s up to you, if you want to lie

john doe:
(everyday you want to survive)
we are poor, lost soldiers and we don’t know how
we can pass this test we are in, now
we are living in the land of poverty
we don’t even know if “i” am for “me”
you threw us there into this symphony
or the two kinda metals, when i choose i’ll see
if it’s wrong i’ll be dead, if it’s right i’ll be free
that’s how i’m gonna pay for my destiny

the angel:
don’t be scared, you see with you eyes
you see the truth and you see the lies
go and take your friend with you
it’s up to you if you want to move

jone doe:
move, move

the angel:
move!

[part vii: time, irrelevant]

…and so our man returns to “save” the computermonster and notices that the
metalbrain is still alive…!? in quite bad condition, but anyway. the angel
follows

(machine: )
time, irrelevant. i can’t die and it’s my own fault
inspiration of a living organism
i lost my files but i’m still well, existing
though surrounded only by bacteria an viruses
(the angel: )
how do you feel? laa _ la _ laa, you were out of line!
(machine: )
what?
(the angel: )
don’t be afraid, you’ll have your memory back, if you wanted to
(machine: )
ooh!
deep in the mud, totally locked
i started to reorganize myself
i ordered the files into a new dimension
though i felt as slow as h_ll
(the angel: )
outside the cruel metal that keeps you fed, things don’t look the same
(machine: )
aarrg!
so i was cheated, cruelly treated
(the angel: )
it’s not really like you feel, do you judge me when it’s real?
(machine: )
aah! ooh!
(the angel: )
can’t you understand if i told you and told you to turn your head
you would laugh only loud
machines don’t believe me!
machines don’t believe me!
machines don’t believe me!
machines don’t believe me!
leave me! leave, leave, leave, leave!

the computerbrain is reactivated, but this time, “harmony” between these
different forces can be found!

(machine: )
do…
(john doe: )
….you believe…
(john _ machine: )
…in…
(everybody: )
death!
(machine: )
do…
(john doe: )
….you believe…
(john _ machine: )
…in…
(everybody: )
death!
(john doe: )
thinking (desperate for a…)
thinking (and then you turn to the machine)
thin(g)king (on a way to the endless…)
…sinking (…into lunacy)
(machine: )
yeah! yeah!
(john doe: )
die! die!
(machine: )
yeah! yeah!
(john doe: )
die! die! die! die!…

- waltari

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