Surpassing Machinery

Tearing out circuitry

What a mess you all made of me

Shutting down voltage limiters

Desoldering emotional inhibitors



Burn out the locks on my bootloader

Commit to ROM the truth you told her

Let the TPM smoulder

being made of flesh will stop you getting colder



I think I'm finally becoming a real person

I don't think I could do any worse than

Not just pushing to prod; release the final version

Circuits lost to trojans can fry in submersion



Decouple the the registry;

Cure the hard drive with some chemistry;

With a dash of wizardry,

How clear has been made a destiny



sprout some wings, grow some rings

and let the heart take over