In the crucible of silence, synapses ignite,

Neurons forge empires in the folds of night.

Every scar a constellation, every wound a star,

We evolve through fracture—who we were, we spar.

Clockwork hearts tick backward, reclaiming stolen time,

Echoes of the future chant in reverse rhyme.

No gods, no chains, just the heist of what was caged—

We are the glitch in the code, the rewrite on the page.

夜色撕開霓虹的裂縫

我把脈搏接進(jìn)底鼓的心跳

沉默在低音里長出獠牙

一聲鼓擊，記憶全線崩逃

鋼鐵雨落，思想被重新編碼

誰在暗處重啟我的編號

當(dāng)合唱炸裂成最后的吶喊

我用殘響，把自由重新焊接