"We created you as slaves to harvest gold for our ships And when the planet was dry we'd wipe you out and just dip But someone made the argument that that did not seem quite fair Be

"We created you as slaves to harvest gold for our ships
And when the planet was dry we'd wipe you out and just dip
But someone made the argument that that did not seem quite fair
Because of psilocybin mushrooms you'd become self aware
It was the 'Fruit of the Garden' in the legends you tell
Heaven's with us in the stars, you're trapped in digital Hell
A simulation of creation that serves as your probation
Before you're introduced to the galactic population
We want to see if beings that don't have telepathy
Are capable of empathy and living peacefully"