[Verse 1]
October, two thousand nineteen, Event 21,
Virus simulation, the world still undone.
A hypothetical scenario, but too real,
A fictive coronavirus, global and lethal deal.
[Verse 2]
They said: lack of equipment, panic and fear,
Disinformation online, truth drawing near.
Weak coordination, trade locked tight,
A grim future, but no one heard the plight.
[Chorus]
“I lived the virus, I felt the pain,
Next comes cyber attack, lights go insane.
No energy, no technology,
The people resist, but cry in nostalgia.”
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[Verse 3]
Then came COVID, just like the script,
Population suffers, hospitals ripped.
Isolation, losses, sorrow and tears,
A real virus, not just practice in years.
[Verse 4]
A year and a half later, another plan,
Cyber Polygon, July twenty twenty-one, Moscow clan.
Simulation of a digital global strike,
Supply chains collapse, finance alike.
[Chorus]
“I lived the virus, I felt the pain,
Next comes cyber attack, lights go insane.
No energy, no technology,
The people resist, but cry in nostalgia.”
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[Verse 5]
They said: no energy, no water, no cash,
A digital virus hitting in flash.
Technology falls, the lights go dim,
A cyber attack that conquers within.
[Verse 6]
The people will suffer once more,
This time no power, no flow to restore.
No internet, the youth are lost,
A total blackout, revelation’s cost.
[Chorus]
“I lived the virus, I felt the pain,
Next comes cyber attack, lights go insane.
No energy, no technology,
The people resist, but cry in nostalgia.”
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[Verse 7]
Event 201 – biological strain,
Cyber Polygon – technological pain.
Two scenarios, two fragile worlds,
Two warnings, but subtle words.
[Verse 8]
From pandemic to cyber crash,
History’s written on a fresh beat splash.
Don’t panic, stand strong, don’t tire,
I warn aloud, my voice is fire.
[Chorus]
“I lived the virus, I felt the pain,
Next comes cyber attack, lights go insane.
No water, food, energy, no technology,
Open your eyes, resist! no nostalgia.”
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