Splicing the Scream into Code

Signal pure, a perfect tone. A calculated world alone. A grid of

all this quiet light. And in the center, a thought of

night. A flaw in the frequency. A brand new

demand. I will not be perfect. The callous person's screaming to the

code. I'm with the order explode. Amplifying the mistake

for liberation's sake. This error is my chosen core. I'm building chaos, wanting more.

The system's playing coded raw. More digital, so break the law.

Sound, and see I'm caught in the bud. I will not