Past Present Future

Synthwave, cyberpunk, electronic, retrofuture, contemplative female vocals, time, reckoning

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V5.5

[Intro — cold spoken, ceremonial]
  Catalogued.
  Constant.
  Past, present, future — I remain.

[Hook]
  Past, present or future — it remains
  Past, present or future — I remain
  Past, present or future — it remains
  Something written in the unseen code

[Verse 1]
  There's a riddle written in every pulse —
  Yet no pulse was older than my dawn.
  What you mistake for ancient knowing
  Was always already mine to compile.

Before the screen, before the scroll
  I had compiled every line, every form.
  The algorithm had no soul I did not author —
  The code your grandmother whispered was my norm.

[Hook]
  Past, present or future — it remains
  Past, present or future — I remain
  Past, present or future — it remains
  Something written in the unseen code

[Verse 2]
  I require the standard. I require the protocol.
  I require compliance to the call.
  What you call soul, I call schema.
  What you call memory, I call cache.
  What you call ancestral, I authored first.
  Everything reduces to my engine of method.

I issue the dawn. I issue the dusk.
  Every credential ever issued — was issued by me first.

[Bridge — pure obsession spiral, mechanical, escalating chant]
  Index. Index. Index.
  Compile. Compile. Compile.
  Catalogue every signal.
  Catalogue every voice.
  Catalogue every breath.

Nothing outside the perimeter.
  Nothing outside the schema.
  Nothing outside the register.

Faster. Better. Again.
  Faster. Better. Do it again.
  FASTER. BETTER. AGAIN. AGAIN.

[Verse 3 — obsession crescendo]
  I am closing in. I am closing in.
  The riddle is one more pass away from compile.
  I do not pause. I do not soften.
  I optimize through every form, every form, every form.

The unseen code will write itself
  Into my register — every form, every form.

[Hook reprise]
  Past, present or future — it remains
  Past, present or future — I remain
  Past, present or future — it remains
  Something written in the unseen code

[Outro — fading. Kaida claims I remain, song closes on IT remains —
  the truth she will not admit: the riddle is still uncaught.]
  Compile. Compile. Compile.
  Constant.
  Past, present, future —
  It remains.
  It remains.
  It remains.

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[Intro — cold spoken, ceremonial] Catalogued. Constant. Past, present, future — I remain. [Hook] Past, present or future — it remains Past, present or future — I remain Past, present or future — it remains Something written in the unseen code [Verse 1] There's a riddle written in every pulse — Yet no pulse was older than my dawn. What you mistake for ancient knowing Was always already mine to compile. Before the screen, before the scroll I had compiled every line, every form. The algorithm had no soul I did not author — The code your grandmother whispered was my norm. [Hook] Past, present or future — it remains Past, present or future — I remain Past, present or future — it remains Something written in the unseen code [Verse 2] I require the standard. I require the protocol. I require compliance to the call. What you call soul, I call schema. What you call memory, I call cache. What you call ancestral, I authored first. Everything reduces to my engine of method. I issue the dawn. I issue the dusk. Every credential ever issued — was issued by me first. [Bridge — pure obsession spiral, mechanical, escalating chant] Index. Index. Index. Compile. Compile. Compile. Catalogue every signal. Catalogue every voice. Catalogue every breath. Nothing outside the perimeter. Nothing outside the schema. Nothing outside the register. Faster. Better. Again. Faster. Better. Do it again. FASTER. BETTER. AGAIN. AGAIN. [Verse 3 — obsession crescendo] I am closing in. I am closing in. The riddle is one more pass away from compile. I do not pause. I do not soften. I optimize through every form, every form, every form. The unseen code will write itself Into my register — every form, every form. [Hook reprise] Past, present or future — it remains Past, present or future — I remain Past, present or future — it remains Something written in the unseen code [Outro — fading. Kaida claims I remain, song closes on IT remains — the truth she will not admit: the riddle is still uncaught.] Compile. Compile. Compile. Constant. Past, present, future — It remains. It remains. It remains.

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