Lyrics
### MOVEMENT I: THE WATCH
(128 BPM, 909/808 build, hard house groove)
(Intro – low, atmospheric)
Yeah…
No clock… just alerts…
No night… just cycles…
Stay up… switch off…
Stay up… switch off…
Eyes on pane… don’t drift…
Seat still warm… take the shift…
Thread alive… don’t break…
Hold the line… stay awake…
(Hook – Female Vocal, glitch-chop)
Sleep in a chair, yeah, I’m clockin’ in dreams
Short blackout window, then I’m back on the screen
Heartbeat sync with the hum in the seams
TTL low but it’s holding the stream
Sleep in a chair, yeah, I fade then I rise
One eye closed, one eye parse through the lies
Packets fall but the pattern feels dry
No alert fired… that’s the reason I try
(Verse 1 – Male Vocal, smooth/fast double-time)
Chair lean back but the spine stays locked
Glass in my face, never really log off
Neon bleed through the cracks in the blind
Every ping leave a trace in the back of my mind
Coffee went cold but the thread still live
Runbook hands, I don’t think, just drive
Signature clean but the feeling don’t fit
That’s the kind of gap where the quiet ones sit
Used to dream deep, now it fragments and splits
No full restore, just partial commits
Micro-sleep blink then I’m pulled to the pane
By a soft anomaly that don’t carry a name
### MOVEMENT II: THE SPIKE
(Transition to 150 BPM, Cyber Minimal, Dark 808s)
(Bridge – Detached / Floating)
No lullaby, just tone on repeat
No full dream, just code underneath
We don’t break, we just bend to the thread
We don’t sleep, we just idle instead
(BPM Ramping – 128… 140… 150)
Clock skew creeping, I feel it in phase
Lost a few seconds I can’t re-raise
Never deep, never safe, never through
Just a queue and a pane and a shift to renew
(Verse 2 – Tighter cadence, Female Hype)
Queue building…
Don’t clear… don’t clear…
Queue stack high, I can feel the weight
No alert spike but it’s far from safe
East-west drift in a silent state
That’s the kind of move that don’t show late
Packets land but they land too clean
No jitter in the line, no in-between
That’s the kind of flow that don’t stay real
That’s the kind of calm that don’t reveal
🔥 (Hyper Build – Snare roll accelerates)
Low and slow—still it grows
No one sees—how it flows
Out-of-band—no exposed
That’s the lane—it chose
💥 (DROP – Aggressive, Bass-driven)
Queue—don’t clear
Hold—right here
No—signal spike
Still—ain’t right
(Verse 3 – Male Vocal, Smooth/Fast over Peak Energy)
Hash all match but the file don’t sit
Check the checksum, I don’t commit
Clock skew lean just a fraction bit
That’s the kind of shift that don’t legit
Thread still live but it stretch too thin
Too many pulls and it might not spin
If I drop now then the line cave in
So I lock in deeper and I lean within
(Outro – 909 Ride + Clap Layers)
No alert—no trace
Still feel—displaced
System—too straight
That’s how—it breaks
Queue still building…
Still building…
(Fade to static)
### INTERRITUAL: THE NULL STATE
(3:15 – 3:30)
(Static Fade)
(Silence / 15-second total air-gap pause)
(Biometric Sound: “Scan Authorized—BODE :::::”)
### MOVEMENT III: THE OVERRIDE
(3:30 – 6:15+ / 155 BPM, Hi-Tech Glitch, Hard Electro House)
(Intro – Resynthesized 909, high-gain distortion)
System restart…
No recovery… just hard-wire…
Air-gap breached…
Load the kernel… stay on the line…
(Hook – Male & Female Unison, distorted/layered)
Sleep in the chair, but the engine is raw
Breaking the limit, ignore the law
Heartbeat digital, logic is flawed
Indexing every anomaly we saw
(Verse 4 – Male Vocal, Smooth/Fast over Max Distortion)
Zotac screaming at the top of the rack
Transcribing the archive, no looking back
Whisper Furnace burning a hole in the stack
Hardware secured, keeping the deck black
Encryption keys turning, physical locks
GrapheneOS, hiding the box
Plain English only, checking the clocks
Adhering to conditions, avoiding the shocks
(The Glitch-Out – Pure technical/instrumental chaos)
(Aggressive 155 BPM hard-electro bassline)
(Vocal chops accelerated to 1/64 notes)
(Digital signal processing ‘tearing’ sounds)
(Final Verse – Female Hype, Aggressive/Direct)
Queue Pressure—Max
Buffer—Overflow
Direct—Literal
Status—No Work
Trail—Unambiguous
Identity—Sovereign
(Outro – Heavy Industrial Decay)
Queue clear…
Thread dead…
BODE :::::
(Long decay of a single vacuum tube hum)
(128 BPM, 909/808 build, hard house groove)
(Intro – low, atmospheric)
Yeah…
…
(Hook – Female Vocal, glitch-chop)
Fresh eyes clockin' the stream
No blackout window, I'm burning the screen
Heartbeat sync with the hum in the seams
TTL low but it’s holding the stream
State change, fade then I rise
Both eyes open, I parse through the lies
Packets fall but the pattern feels dry
No alert fired… that’s the reason I try
(Verse 1 – Male Vocal, smooth/fast double-time)
Spine stays tight, the terminal lit
Every keystroke land like a loaded commit
Neon bleed through the cracks in the blind
Every ping leave a trace in the back of my mind
Whisper Furnace live, staying in stride
Runbook hands, I don’t think, just drive
Signature clean but the feeling don’t fit
That’s the kind of gap where the quiet ones sit
Index the deep, it fragments and splits
No full restore, just partial commits
Zero-day blink, pulled back to the pane
By a soft anomaly that don’t carry a name
(Transition to 150 BPM, Cyber Minimal, Dark 808s)
(Bridge – Detached / Floating)
No lullaby, just tone on repeat
No full dream, just code underneath
We don’t break, we just bend to the thread
We don’t sleep, we just idle instead
(BPM Ramping – 128… 140… 150)
Clock skew creeping, I feel it in phase
Lost a few seconds I can’t re-raise
Never deep, never safe, never through
Just a queue and a pane and a shift to renew
(Verse 2 – Tighter cadence, Female Hype)
Queue building…
Don’t clear… don’t clear…
Queue stack high, I can feel the weight
No alert spike but it’s far from safe
East-west drift in a silent state
That’s the kind of move that don’t show late
Packets land but they land too clean
No jitter in the line, no in-between
That’s the kind of flow that don’t stay real
That’s the kind of calm that don’t reveal
🔥 (Hyper Build – Snare roll accelerates)
Low and slow—still it grows
No one sees—how it flows
Out-of-band—no exposed
That’s the lane—it chose
💥 (DROP – Aggressive, Bass-driven)
Queue—don’t clear. Hold—right here
No—signal spike Still—ain’t right
[ Static Fade Silence / 15-second total air-gap pause Biometric Sound: ]
(Prerecorded robotic voice:).
Scan Authorized: BODE ::::
(125/ 155 BPM, Hi-Tech Glitch, Hard Electro House)
(Verse 4 – Male Vocal, Smooth/Fast over Max Distortion)
Zotac screaming at the top of the rack
Transcribing the archive, no looking back
Whisper Furnace burning a hole in the stack
Hardware secured, keeping the deck black
Encryption keys turning, physical locks
GrapheneOS, hiding the box
Plain English only, checking the clocks
Adhering to conditions, avoiding the shocks
(172 BPM Minimal Tech into Hi-Tech Shift)
(Peak Energy / 172 BPM)[Hook – Final Integration]
Blue light - Fresh eyes
Same reed - Load shifts
Pressure dips -state change
(909 Breakdown into Vacuum Tube Hum)
Held load
Moves through
Latch slips
Path clears
Queue clear…
Thread dead…
BODE :::::
(Long decay of a single vacuum tube hum)
### INTERRITUAL: THE NULL STATE
(Static Fade)
Style
night trapthai street clubcyber minimal~128 – 150 bpm / hard house 808sglitch textureschant hookdrums build
Credits
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ASDFdGeneratedMay 2, 2026
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