There's a boy in a room
Oh he no more has a childhood,
Or the things a normal boy should
For he has a site
That monitors the fight

There's a boy in a room
With a little hesitation
He'll compile the application
And millions will die
Under digital sky

There's a boy in a room
He calmly watches the devastation
As a sterile information
And he won't hear the screams
Unless in his dreams

For here in your world of fantasy, you'll never recognise
To the people in the system RAM you're a god in their eyes
But the log files will paint you as just an input device
As the temperature's high,
Another race dies

There's a boy in a room
Writes a virtual simulation
An invented situation
Just think how they'll feel
When they find it's unreal

And with all the death and suffering, I'm sure you will agree,
That the blame for our existance lies
With he."