Boyce or Boice - Protomartyr

What have they wrought

From screen to self?

Electronic malfunction

The strange opinions

From foreign lands

The tumbling waves of complaint

From lonesome men

You let them into our home

You let them into our home

You let them into our home

Boyce or Boice or

Old laptop ink cartridge

That dial-up smut

Your secret lovers

Exist as numbers

You let them into our home

You let them into our home

You let them into our home

Boyce or Boice or

They know our movements

They own our failures

Your brain in pocket

Eats it up

Destroy the gateway

Bind them up

Break the circuit

Cast them out

Bind them up

Remove the fire from thine eyes

Please!