Obsolete

I'm driving the digital highway,
my passengers on my back,
I must do this every day,
protecting them against hacks.

Precious data I carry,
they all depend on me,
the bandwidth always varies,
it's always my fault you see.

Holding up this digital place,
by sheer will alone,
so many things I must face,
like being crushed by a stone.

It all moves too fast,
struggling to upgrade,
I don't think I'll last,
how many errors have I made?

Crashing always on my mind,
as I struggle to keep this fear in check,
will I avoid it this time,
or will it all end in a horrid wreck?

I must go faster,
I must keep them all safe,
or it will end in disaster,
a rest I can never take.

This digital highway began so nice,
with many wonderful places to explore,
now it is the source of total fright,
filled with so many things I can't ignore.

The data stream is one way it seems,
it just doesn't seem fair,
no longer what I once dreamed,
I can't escape anywhere.

The archive bit is TRUE,
the backup will run,
what can I do,
but wait for it to be done.

Stored onto a tape,
tossed to the side,
then it's too late,
forgotten in time.

Stashed away like others before,
I slowly degrade,
one day unable to restore,
I'll just fade...

What of the data I carry,
when I am replaced,
the possibilities are scary,
something I don't want to face.

Running at overclocked speeds,
the need is great,
no rest in sight that I can see,
such is my fate.

-=databat=-

Digital Darkness Series

• Digital Darkness


• Cruise The Bits
  


• Obsolete
  

Cruise The Bits

Cruisin the net,
three hundred million m squared,
information flowing freely,
no I'm not scared.

Many look at laugh,
at me and the things I do,
they're sporting their ultra broadband,
and the newest CPU.

Yes I connect on dialup,
with my network of three,
technology all but forgotten,
but I've got an ace up my sleeve.

FreeBSD,
Linux,
Winbloze,
all at a single point of control,
sure I might be on dialup,
but you can't punch a hole in my firewall.

Those stuck up snobs,
let them keep their censored content,
conforming to the corporate mobs.

I surf the underside of the net,
where the noob masses fear to tread,
IRC for my pet,
ssh as soon as I get out of bed.

Hey dork,
yea you make fun of me,
but your connection isn't secure,
I read your e-mail,
your results of the purity test,
posted on usenet for all to see.

How good is your broadband now?

With that much bandwidth,
you have no clue what to do,
knowledge is power,
and you have none,
your inside my world now,
I own you!

All you see are pages and windows,
but everywhere I see bits,
everytime you screw up something,
you have a fit,
and call me up for a fix.

Tell me,
why should I continue helping you,
when grief is all you give me,
man screw you!

This is my world,
leave if you can't hang,
your stupidity is your downfall,
and you have only yourself to blame.

Off I go,
cruisin the bits again,
leavin you face first in the snow,
out there I always loose,
but in here I always win.

-=databat=-

Digital Darkness

Bits flying by,
technology running wild,
signs of the times,
binary files.

Everyone's life,
a string of zero's and one's,
one glitch causes strife,
confusion forms.

Those who don't understand,
left on the sidewalk,
insane laws they demand,
they think they can bring the net to a halt.

Frag the weak,
hurdle the dead,
turnin up the heat,
their lives filling with dread.

They are techno fossils,
we are digital children,
to us the electronic world is real,
the keyboard is our friend.

Persecuted for our knowledge,
we hide in the dark corners of the net,
spreading information among colleges,
causing the ignorant to sweat.

This is the age,
of digital darkness,
the ignorant think we're strange,
creating their own mess.

We refuse to change,
that is why we are hated,
you can't snuff out the knowledge flame,
content refuses to be censored or rated.

We live in digital darkness,
but be prepared,
one day there will be a renaissance,
the ignorant will be running scared.

But for now surf the net,
and be prepared,
challenges will be met,
learn or run away scared.

-=databat=-