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Feedback surge |
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Probe injected |
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Data flood overloading neural circuitry |
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Trodes on |
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Pulse is racing |
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Neon grid expanding into binary grey |
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We run through wires, disguise in screens |
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We blend in patterns of input streams |
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We trace our pathways, dissolve in beams |
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We breach through cores on static wings |
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Pressure starts |
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Ice below you |
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Shockwaves tumble, pulling |
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Down the consciousness |
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Below the circuits |
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Noise sets in |
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Nervous system failing |
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Locked into eternity |
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Forever looped in frames |
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We run through wires, disguise in screens |
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We blend in patterns of input streams |
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We trace our pathways, dissolve in beams |
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We breach through cores on static wings |
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Sky collapsing over static spheres |
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Underneath the blackened cores |
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Static waves are flowing |
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Trapped beginnings burn the vacant light |
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Interchange the silent beams |
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Stained in silent whispers |
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All deforming |
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Merge, merge away, into gray |
