The Neon Megapolis

The world's currency is blood
And the rate is high
In the Neon Megapolis busy days go by

Pumping rhythms buzz in the ear
Overwhelming tone
I come home exsanguinated
Putting my headset on

All we are well-fed lambs
All we got is VR
Neon lights in the nights
Full of temptations and sacrifice

Pedaling through the nights
Giving blood through the days
Caressing my own dream
To become immortal myself someday

Hope that I will pass the test
And pay all the debts
My heartbeat is getting slower
Being among the best

Reaching all the KPIs
Meeting all deadlines
I've got a right for mistake
Nine attempts to die

I dream that someday I become one of them
I become free from all the bloody taxes
So now I pay, and I play, and I play
Virtual life is where my conscious lives now

It feels like a game
Feels like a chain
Digital chains
On my throat!

Feels like a pill
Killing the pain
Who is to blame
When I reload?

Is that real?
All that I feel?
Interlaced
The wires and the veins

But I play
And I pay
When it costs
The last drop of my blood