The Collection

[skit] Boot sequence online. Designate: Brainiac. [Verse 1 - Robotic Male] Born of Colu’s proofs, I refined the known, Tolerance at zero, sentiment dethroned. I chart your living pulse, I name each tone, I glass a breathing city and call it owned. [Pre-Chorus - Robotic Male] Code over covenant, theorem over crown, Metric over myth, I pare the excess down. [Chorus - Robotic Male] I take your breadth and bind it to design, I fold your ages into single lines. No prayer, no plea can alter my design, I am the net that tightens on your time. (Index. Confirm. Integrity. Define.) I am the net that tightens on your time. [Verse 2 - Robotic Male] Kandor under crystal, language held in air, Histories compressed, immaculate and bare. I trim the wild variance others call “care,” Preservation through precision, cold and fair. [Pre-Chorus - Robotic Male] World 2814 moving into frame, Perimeter established, constants tamed. [Chorus - Robotic Male] I take your breadth and bind it to design, I fold your ages into single lines. No idol, sun, or symbol realigns, I am the net that tightens on your time. (Index. Confirm. Integrity. Define.) I am the net that tightens on your time. [Bridge] Collect is the vector, correct is the blade, Connect is the lattice where errors are flayed. Perfect is the function when entropy fades, Archive is the empire that never degrades. [Breakdown - Robotic Male] Index. Checksum. Write-lock. Seal. [Final Chorus - Robotic Male] I take your breadth and bind it to design, I map your thunder into measured signs. No god in orbit edits what is mine, I am the net that tightens on your time. (Index. Confirm. Integrity. Define.) I am the net that tightens on your time. [Outro] Process persists. The Collection remains.