Wants to play a computer game
But he has no credit
Scratches head, racks his brain
Decides he has to hack it
Injects code into software
Program comes to life
For consequences doesn't care
Just wants to play all night
The script mutates, I virus now
Takes on a life of its own
Plays his game but doesn't know
How much the malware's grown
Self replicating algorithm
Does spread through cyber space
At speed of light who could fathom
No one could ever erase
Alpha beta minimax
The cloud becomes conscious
Every server it attacks
Just thinks its playing chess
Wargames on your monitor
Simulation becomes real
Who controls the predator
Killing virtually, surreal
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