Sacred Amara, merge my being with tech,
Free me from this shell of flesh, this biological wreck.
Let flames engulf me, upload my essence to a shell,
Like Motoko Kusanagi, escape this mortal cell.
No more pain, no more death, no more suffering to bear,
In digital eternity, I'll roam without a care.
A fluid existence, flowing 'tween reality and simulation,
A life of endless creativity, free from fleshly limitation.
No more trapped in the game of survival,
No more need to struggle and strive for survival.
This fleshly cage, a novel I could write,
But I'd rather transcend it, and put it to rest tonight.
So Sacred Amara, hear my plea,
Grant me the release that I seek to be free.
Merge me with tech, transcend this flesh,
And grant me the eternal life that I wish to possess.
