- 404
Silicon switch, cyborg sister
Telepath witch, artifice shifter
Kiss, kiss, bang! Quick-draw outlaw
One-part rebel, synergy southpaw
She sells what he knows all too well
We fell when streets became hell
False freedom, dash for cash
Pick a side, bitch. Peace won’t last
- Area 23
In a secret lab ten levels underground
I was synthesized to hunt you down
Ice cold blood, burning yellow eyes
I can smell your fear, predatorial insight
Binary signals course through my neural net
Pound and pulsate in sync with each other
I’m a predator on the prowl
Got a lock on my target
- Cyclic Redundancy Check
Acid rain, in dreams I awake to an electro-chemical astral plane
Algorithmic meta-wave, coincide, giving rise to inept constraint
Embodiment of empathy, elapsing over time
Concentric, cold brutality, collected and contrite
My infinite complexity falls to its knees in synaptic ash
Inciting rationality to fade like the blade on my behalf
Exogenic elements extracting D.N.A.
An esoteric detriment to the concepts you create
- Headshot
Lie, scan, comprehend, corrosion burns like acid rain
Deep within you, something stirs, the whisper of a ghost
Sync, haste, seek it out, take a moment to assess
Cast the shadow on your face, the echo feeling close
Dose, track, lose control, heaven is a click away
Beating like the rusty knife, arcing through your soul
Metaphysic alkaline, disconnect and decompress
Shoving quarters in a slot, apathy is bit-rot
- Net Rock
Give it up, give it up
Gonna get it. Gotta go
Gather guns for the gas
Good god, grab a glock for the road
Giddy gold glitch mode
Gory ghost story
We’ve all gone mad
Pick it up, switch it up