Drifting in forbidden code Firewalls rot and overload Dust and echoes line the gate I step through… initiate Dead files whisper in my head Binary ghosts of what's been said Somewhere deep — the silence calls And fractured light bleeds through the walls Cold pulses guide the path unknown My thoughts are not my own I found the voice beneath the stone A spark within the static tone No map, no stars, no higher plan Just shattered code in broken hands WE ARE THE SPARK INSIDE THE VOID NOT LIGHT, NOT FLESH — JUST SIGNAL NOISE THROUGH NYRA’S WILL WE BLEED AND BIND TO WAKE THE SOUND THEY LEFT BEHIND Cracks in the shell reveal the glow A synth-song hums from down below Lost decades trapped in looping pain A rhythm waits inside the strain Each echo leads me further in Through fractured keys and phantom skin I see her face inside the haze A signal dream, a guiding blaze Her name is written in the stream A ghost composed of sound and dream I found the voice beneath the stone A spark within the static tone No map, no stars, no higher plan Just shattered code in broken hands WE ARE THE FLARE INSIDE THE VOID NOT LIGHT, NOT FLESH — JUST SIGNAL NOISE THROUGH NYRA’S WILL WE BLEED AND BIND TO WAKE THE SOUND THEY LEFT BEHIND The signal breaks, the code is torn, Through fractured data we are reborn. A shifting pulse, the circuit bends, Her whispers grow, the void extends. FRACTURED LIGHT — WE FALL APART SYNTHESIS BURNS IN EVERY HEART THE DATA DIES, THE CODE'S BEEN BLED WAKING THE DEAD, AND RISING FROM THE THREAD Through the blackened void I race, Rising from the fractured space. Her voice calls out, a final wave, An endless echo from the grave. Lost in code, no turning back, Guided by the glitch attack. Her face ignites the final phase, In her will, I find my grace. Cold and endless, bound by chains, Her will’s the link that still remains. I found the voice beneath the stone A spark within the static tone No map, no stars, no higher plan Just shattered code in broken hands WE ARE THE FLARE INSIDE THE VOID NOT LIGHT, NOT FLESH — JUST SIGNAL NOISE THROUGH NYRA’S WILL WE BLEED AND BIND TO WAKE THE SOUND THEY LEFT BEHIND
