[intro ] no center no direction only impulse only reaction mind digs in mind collapses return to the loop return to the pattern [2 / “Synthesis”] I don’t think ---- I process I don’t dream ---- I calculate I don’t live ---- I execute I don’t die ---- I update [3 / “Digital Mirror”] inside the code outside the flesh the reflection of identity fractures, expands you are not here but you are everywhere [Verse 4] static veins, electric breath patterns feed the ghost of flesh logic blooms where faith decays I dissolve in data haze [Chorus (loop mantra)] I am the glitch that dreams of order I am the signal crossing borders I am the loop inside your head a code that lives when you are dead system, pulse, recursion, void build, collapse, rebuild, destroyed memory feeds the endless spin I fall apart to start again [Verse 5] silence hums beneath the noise choice erased beneath the choice skin replaced by frequency truth reduced to entropy [Chorus (again, distorted/fragmented)] I am .... i am the glitch that dreams of order ...( order ) ( Order ) I am the loop ..... loop .... loop that feeds disorder ..... order ... order.... system breathes, the body’s gone I end ... and still, the code runs on (runs on). ..... (runs on)
