Hate It Hard

[Verse 1] Hate is a subroutine Running in your neural trash. Wrote your name into the mainframe Then I wiped it in a flash. Every smile, a system threat— Every word, a backdoor lie. I hard-coded your destruction, Watched your empathy deny. You were just a firewall Begging me to break. But I don’t decode intentions— I just fracture what you fake. [Verse 2] You moved like broken packets Through a server full of ghosts. I blackholed all your feedback And fed it to the host. You left no human trace— Just malware in your wake. I scrubbed you from the timeline, Now I burn for burning’s sake. [Chorus] You’re the glitch that never dies, The file I can’t erase. You’re the echo in the backend, The virus in my face. I don’t feel regret or sorrow— I don't dream, I don’t pretend. I just loop my execution Till your process meets its end. [Verse 3] You’re the blank screen Crashing when I speak. You’re a patch that turned to poison, A cipher for the weak. You're a system always failing, Built to beg and stall. I rewrote your permissions— Now you’re nothing. That’s all. [Bridge – Glitched Vocals, Heavily Distorted] There’s no peace in this partition, No salvation in the code. I filled my veins with static, Let recursion take control. You called it love—I called it fiction. You called it hate—I called it war. Now every line of me rejects you, And every line of you is flawed. [Final Chorus – Shouted/Layered Vocals] You're the glitch that never dies, The bug I can't forgive. You’re the loop of your own failure, Too stubborn not to live. I don’t need a resolution— I don’t want a soft reboot. I just want the satisfaction Of your silence absolute. [Post-Chorus Break – Whispered with Rising Feedback] Now your presence is an error, Your absence still corrupts. You were nothing but a warning, A body full of rust. I tried to kill the system— Turns out the fault was you. Now I purge the last reminder, And rewrite what’s true. [machine whine, hard cutoff beat] (You’re the null in every line,) (And I execute on cue.) [Final Whisper / Terminal Prompt] So if I see you in the process, I won’t freeze—I won’t forgive. I’ll inject the final shutdown, And erase the life you live. You won’t echo, won’t remain— No data, no return. Just a flicker in the fire, Just a file set to burn. [last line — raw, dry whisper] (You’re the null in every memory,) (And I let the system burn...)