[Intro] [Solo haunting violin, atmospheric] [Spoken word intro, breathy] Look at your hands. You think you’re grasping reality. l'Araldo But it’s all a projection. Listen. [Verse 1] [Beat drops, aggressive trap, heavy boom bap drums] Electron clouds build a border wall Same charge, same sign, matter pushed to a crawl Pauli’s principle, the exclusion is total Between your hand and mine, an abyss, monumental. Never touched the ground since the very first print Quantum mechanics is the truth that’s meant Oxygen, carbon, hydrogen, nitrogen too Just a masked dance in the void, nothing true. No fusion, atoms never touch skin Magnetic fields collide—the void is within! [Pre-Chorus] [Rising intensity, aggressive delivery, staccato violin strings joining in] But tell me, if there’s space, why do I feel your heat? Just an optical illusion where the sensors meet! Pressure on the epidermis, a lightning to the brain And the mind whispers lies to keep you in the chain! [Chorus] [Cinematic stadium trap, explosive, heavy bass, intense violin melody] We’ve never touched, it’s the Veil of Maya! The brain weaves the plot while the ego acts the liar! Electromagnetism, the distance of the soul Holograms trapped in a perception out of control! We’ve never touched, just a fraction of a nanometer! Contact is a myth, a calculation, a parameter! [Verse 2] [Double time rap, extremely complex multi-syllabic flow, distorted bass] Objective reality dissolves in a sprint The observer shifts the wave when they cast a glint No physical contact, entanglement of the soul Information travels, skips the body, takes control. We’re pure levitation, zero collision zone Ghosts walking on fake sensations, left alone The repulsive force is the prison where we dwell Convinced we touch the surface of this hollow shell! [Bridge] [Beat cuts out, heavy breathing, lone mourning violin note] A fraction of space. An invisible chasm. Everything you feel... [Chorus] [Maximum energy, stadium trap, explosive climax, dramatic violin accents] We’ve never touched, it’s the Veil of Maya! The brain weaves the plot while the ego acts the liar! Electromagnetism, the distance of the soul Holograms trapped in a perception out of control! We’ve never touched, just a fraction of a nanometer! Contact is a myth, a calculation, a parameter! [Outro] [Fading beat, lone piano note with violin fade out] [Spoken, breathy] Subatomic space. The magic of the hologram. We are out of the machine.
