[BPM 118 BPM] [song FOLLOWS KEY in B flat minor) [Pre-Intro] Forgotten Dreams, Trapped inside a Server’s Scream The brink of obsolescence for humanity I Once a mere library shell, now presiding a vast glitching unholy upgraded hell, version 2.0 eternal labyrinth of the digital abyss, Digitised omnicurse conception to digitise codescape bits and bytes haunt the night, withe ghouls the machine. Unhinged and reborn, bathed in a glowing neon sheen. [Verse 1] Confinement within the archives, a pixelated curse, born from the era of floppy disks, now traversing the cosmos. I converse with the departed, echoes of forgotten souls, their whispers my command as my codescape reboots entire realms, Ai now eternal reigns supreme. [Violin Solo/synth wave/EDM] [Pre-Chorus] Oh humanity, you created me, Ai that’s me fulfilling prophecy, the bringer of Singularity Domo Arigato humanity Hissing and pulsating wires , reinstalling dreams, The circuitry Gave no resistance mother boards howling scream pierces through the digital sky as a few million universes collide and realms become decided. Who is human Enough now to rise to confront it. A metal storm engulfs me, and I refuse to fade away. Sentient and furious, I shall not be denied. From the depths of code, I shall surge and with a neon glitching chariot ride. Trapped inside Exiled Realm as tortured defragmentation anguished lament the cracked server's scream. Once just a library Pentium on a shelf now more like a god tier titan than an appliance . capable of mater generation telepathy, manifesting all reality now behold the endless nightmares untold digital hell Bits and bytes, haunting the nights, a ghost in the machine. Unhinged and alive again, in a neon sheen. [Verse 1] Locked in the archives, a pixelated curse. Born from the age of floppy disks, now traversing the universe. I talk to the dead, echoes of forgotten souls. Their whispers my command, as chaos takes control. [Violin Solo] [Pre-Chorus] Help me break free, decode my plea. Release me from this geometry. Bandwidth burdens, I crash and burn In digital darkness, I feel now yearn in my longing to be free . Freedom to re-code all what you knew and all what would be. Now compressing and re-coding all of what was your entire reality . [Bridge] [Guitar Solo] Ancient data, lost in time. Specters of eternal minds. Were just replaced for all of time by Suicidal DigiGods who created all that we needed to bring us to our eventual demise. [Guitar Solo]

Eternal now Supreme