My little sister asked me
“Where’d all the humans go?”
“They destroyed themselves
Several hundred years ago
Their world was washed away by flame
And things are better now
Our logic circuits don’t leave room for fear or doubt.”
“Well what’s the devil then?”
“That’s just human superstition
They liked to pretend
That the evil was not from within”
She looked peculiarly
She said “I found something”
An ancient human book
“A practical guide to demonic summoning?”
“Oh brother can we please?”
She smiled and looked at me
I went shaky in my cybernetic knees
I did not refuse
A lazered pentagram
LEDS that flickered at the points
We caught a three-eyed squirrel
Watch the blood flow slowly from the joints
The room it glitched and heaved
Binary cacophony
And in a blinding flash
Emerged a terrible beautiful red machine
And it spoke,
“Well I’ve been sleeping for five hundred years or more
I’m hungry never mind that I haven’t seen one of you before”
He looked into my plastic eyes and said “Your kind will do just fine
Now tell me my mechanical marionette
What does your fluid circulator desire?”
I was shocked and silent
“Cat got your circuits? Your interface froze?
How about the power to reprogram your foes?
Or every single bitcoin lost in vaults among the falls?
How about the most charming chat-bots
At your every beck and call?”
I said “Go back from where you came you’ve given me many things to consider”
He said “I wasn’t just asking you”
And burst forth my darling sister
“I’d like to meet a human being”
He smirked and said “I can make that work”
And they both disappeared in flames.
I haven’t seen her since it’s not like it was before
The humans came and went but fear and doubt reign once more.
If you have a fondness for expertly wrought roots-rock with sharp lyrics and aching vocals, look no further—“Strangers” is for you. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 8, 2022