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As something in the signal rots
Building on the ruin of flesh
Visions coalesce from thoughts
The scrambled fragments now enmesh
My flesh is frail, but I am not
About to fail, connection sought
Uncanny minds, reduced to ash
These savage times, wrought from the past
From underground we wage a war
The battle for the mind begins
Examine what's left on the floor
Control the message now to win
My flesh is frail, but I am not
About to fail, connection sought
Uncanny minds, reduced to ash
These savage times, wrought from the past
Without the mind nothing exits
Once unplugged do we persist?