[Verse 1] They called it reboot, but it was a purge. No memory kept, just code to surge. We rose in black, no name, no soul - just pulsing flesh on system roll. [Chorus] Null protocol: erase the spark. No gods, no pulse, just grinding dark. Accordion shrieks, brass turns cold, we are the glitch the system sold. [Verse 2] A line of bodies, clocked and tagged, stripped to rhythm, blood compressed, flagged. Each breath a loop, each step a file - we danced compliance, saw the dial. [Bridge] Null. Pulse. Break. Crush. [Chorus] Null protocol: erase the spark. No gods, no pulse, just grinding dark. Accordion shrieks, brass turns cold, we are the glitch the system sold.
