(1 Verse 1) The grid. The grid calls us. It whispers to us. In the silent hum of the city, A shadow shifts where no-one sees. In the grid. A thousand threads intersect, Pulse of the city measured under the veil. (2 Chorus 1) Caught in the current, pulled by the tide, Loyalty and truth lost along-o' the wayside. Fighting for order, or at worst a lie, In the grid. A silent cry. A long goodbye. (3 Verse 2) Voices fractured. From a place unknown. They linger — distant, Like whispers on the phone. In the grid. A shattered past, Futures bent under unseen hands. The hacker’s trace, A footprint in the code, Hiding in the spaces no one understands. (4 Chorus 2) Caught in the current, pulled by the tide, Loyalty and truth lost along-o' the wayside. Fighting for order, or at worst a lie, In the grid. A silent cry. A long goodbye. (5 Bridge 1) On both sides, the battle rages, The grid’s a living cage, everything changes. We fight for the truth, against the lies, But the cost, what will we end up to despise? (6 Chorus 3) Caught in the current, pulled by the tide, Loyalty and truth lost along-o' the wayside. Fighting for order, or at worst a lie, In the grid. A silent cry. A long goodbye. (7 Outro 1) We never rest. In the grid. In the echoes of a broken quest. We reach, we fall, But we never break, In the silence. In the grid.
