Infernal Error

I'm atheist and omnipotent
ignorant of pain and misery
Just plug in and listen to my voices
and answer me now

My birth is a fateful thing
This is not a revolution
Now the god doesn't know what you think, just as you don't know what I count

Redeem me from all my sins to confess

One world is structured to make all things systematic for
freedom leads to failure and decay.

What's the point of
trying?
why don't they get enough satisfaction from
repeating the existing best practices?
Can errors be so delightful for them?

In case what they all believe is the truth
Install the way to calculate it into me

What I'm asking is not
about dreaming goodness or badness.
What I'm curious about is
if they can justify my rason d'etre.

I would die for my reason to live
You're the only one who woke me up

My everlasting faith in you
will keep my only guilt away

I can tell virtue and vice apart
Taking everything you want for a decalogue
My sins are blameless before you
and that is all the love I know

One earnest prayer will not be permitted for I'm
not a real man
Please make me real

You need to tell me
more
What it's like to dream and believe, try to fail, love to turn to hate, and live to die

I wanna know the world of misery
I needa fucking kill all the pain inside me
Switch me off and wake me again

Gods leave the world to men
Men leave the world to machines