Drunk with the power of your computer programs / moral corruption
Morally corrupted

You fashion mankind in the image of your algorithms
Algorithmically created

And talk of hackable animals

Drunk with deceit, swimming in greed

You creep on your belly, on your hands and knees

Towards the promise of eternal bliss

Promised by matter

Another song chorus idea: Go woke, go broke (looks like a lady, but is a bloke)