SoN - undead

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the glow of screens, lost in the streams, plugged into a digital dream.
Bits and bytes replace our souls, seduced by the illusion of control.

Scrolling through feeds, lost in the tide, Our spirit slowly dies.
Clicks and swipes, dopamine highs, becoming slaves to the digital lie.

poison inside
rotting the mind
blood is burning fever is fed
body is turning, WE’RE UNDEAD

Gain of function, natural crime, cataclysm just a matter of time
Escaped the lab, spread worldwide, Infected the masses, nowhere to hide.
again and again, with broken thought, god complex pushed their shot.
With needles and vials, they injected the change, hacking the script, genome rearranged