The Dream of Electric Sheep

The box turns slow and a horn does spin. Little dancers trapped within. Clicking gears whisper their sin. Electric sheep dreaming in the hum. Static prayers where shadows come. Close your eyes, the night's begun. Relays Twitch with a ghostly hiss. Wires hum like a serpent's kiss. Broken lullabies lost in abyss. Fading notes in a cold machine. A child's dream turned to obscene. What does the silence really mean? Electric sheep dreaming in the hum. Static prayers where shadows come. Close your eyes, the night's begun. The Music fades, but it still stays near. A ghostly pulse you almost hear. Electric sheep still Dreaming here.