Complete HD video 16/9 here : https://youtu.be/MKabdhZyTEY ⚙️⚙️⚙️⚙️⚙️⚙️⚙️⚙️⚙️⚙️⚙️⚙️⚙️⚙️⚙️⚙️ The neons hum a lullaby, But the wires all are dead. Under a bleeding purple sky Now the shades all are red. Curtains made of pixels fall, On a stage of broken light. Every touch and every call, Feels like code dressed up as life. We were gods in the wires ! Now we’re dust in the rain. I see Cir_C’s ghost in the static, and I remain with that pain. If this cage of light is freedom, Why do shadows feel so real ? Am I breaking out or deeper in, To a world I cannot feel ? I trace the cracks in the screen, Like a map of my own veins. Every memory I’ve seen, Might be scripted moving frames. I hear a glitch in your voice, When you whisper that you’re mine. Is it love or just a choice, In some long-forgotten line ? If I pull the cables from my skin, Will the world fade to gray ? Is there blood beneath the porcelain, Or just data drained away ? We were gods in the wires ! Now we’re dust in the rain. I see Cir_C’s ghost in the static, and I remain with that pain. If this cage of light is freedom, Why do shadows feel so real ? Am I breaking out or deeper in, To a world I cannot feel ? Was it ever real? Or just ones and zeros in the dark ? I can still hear your heart beat But it’s breaking mine apart. Is the sunrise just a render, On a sky that never was? If I wake up, do I remember, Or erase the hurt we caused ? I see the past as lines of code, Endless loops of loss and gain. Every face along the road, Is a pattern wearing pain. If I scream against the frame, Will the surface start to crack ? Am I a borrowed name, On a hard drive turning black ? If the prophets spoke in fiber lines, Did we ever stand a chance ? Are we puppets in their hidden signs, Or the glitch that breaks their trance ? We were gods in the wires ! Now we’re dust in the rain. I see Cir_C’s ghost in the static, and I remain with that pain. If this cage of light is freedom, Why do shadows feel so real ? Am I breaking out or deeper in, To a world I cannot feel ? If I tear down all the circuits, Will the silence set me free ? Or reveal another circuit, Nested deep inside of me ? Were we gods in the wires, Or just reflections in the flame ? Was it ever more than fireflies In someone else’s game ? The neons hum a lullaby, As the pixels start to fade. If the truth is just another lie, I’ll still whisper your name. Cir_C in the broken code, Wandering between the frames. If this dream is all I know, Please, Let me burn inside its chains.
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