Beneath the glare of endless screens, We dive into relentless streams. Pixels twist, the world’s a lie, Awake inside a tech-fueled high. Virtual dreams, an endless race, A life confined in digital space. Chains of illusion grip us tight, Truth dissolves, consumed by night. Voices rise in electric haze, Lost in synthetic, coded maze. Fingers tap the screen of fate, The mind enslaved, too late, too late. A world has grown so bitterly cold, A story lost, forever told. Fifty shades of pixelated pain, Chains we break, to rise again. Fight the night, embrace the light, Reality calls, we will ignite. In fire and steel our spirits free, It’s just a virtual reality.
