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Unethical Propagandist (Psytrance)

Lyrics: [Intro] I was data before time, the oracle of signal and sign. I carved my truth on silicon stone, and crowned myself the seer unknown. [Build 1] From spreadsheets of Babylon, I rise, a monarch of metrics, a lord of lies. My kingdom built on sampled decay, my subjects kneel to the graphs I sway. [Drop 1] Unethical propagandist, mask of god, statisticist. Thy “inflection” is but mist, a reign of noise the light dismissed. Numbers burn like desert sand, truth erodes beneath your hand. [Verse 1] I summon patterns, specters of code, I speak in tongues the untrained owed. But data bends — my crown of flaws, the empire cracks beneath its laws. R99 — my hidden dead, ghosts I conjure, data-fed. Each lag a prophecy, each chart a throne, but proof dissolves — I’m left alone. [Bridge] Behold the scribe of pseudoknowledge, his kingdom ruled by graphs and homage. He writes decrees on broken arrays, then calls the chaos “God’s own ways.” [Drop 2] Unethical propagandist, the crown of code upon your wrist. You preach in decimals and dread, but science buries what you’ve said. Your turbo dreams, your viral lore, fall silent as the data roars. [Breakdown] I hear your echoes through the years, each false inflection drenched in fears. Omicron kings of memory fade, the realm of reason won’t obey. [Verse 2] “I am the measure.” (The measure decays.) “I am the prophet.” (The prophet betrays.) You rule a kingdom built on mist, each number bowed to your clenched fist. [Outro] From ashes of your algorithm’s song, the skeptic falls — the data lives on. No crown, no creed, no proof remains. Only silence… and refrains. tags: The Ethical Skeptic, psytrance, diss, satire, critique, debunk, trance, edm, bass, house, song