I see the world in ones and zeroes
I map the veins of all our heroes
No breath, no thought just function pure
I am the virus, I am the cure
Blueprints drawn in hollow dreams
Schematics inked with silent screams
The heart's too weak, the mind too slow
Only the coders shape the flow
He who writes the code, controls the fate
He who scripts the end, decides the weight
No gods, no kings, no mortal hand
Just logic lines across the land
He who writes the code, becomes the sword
A sterile voice, a final chord
I stitched the atom, wired the fear
Programmed the blast that ends the year
No more generals, no more thrones
Just error loops and broken bones
My fingers tap the sequence tight
Each stroke a death, each pause a blight
This isn't madness, this is math
And you are numbers on my path
Compile the sorrow, encrypt the cries
Upload the ashes into the skies
I debug dreams, I patch despair
A god of code, a blank nightmare
He who writes the code enslaves the end
He who calls the void calls no friend
No kings, no queens, no blood, no bone
Just echoes in the silicon throne
He who writes the code becomes the plague
The alpha key to the final grave
He who writes the code enslaves the end
He who calls the void calls no friend
No kings, no queens, no blood, no bone
Just echoes in the silicon throne
He who writes the code, becomes the plague
The alpha key to the final grave
His vexation led to detonation
To eliminate all creation
Promised light, promised fame
Promised nothing but a burning name
Illuminated by the Order's lie
Cloaked hands reached from a blood-red sky
Brotherhood bound , by denial and fear
Swore him in with a whisper in his ear
Protocol
Chemical
Digital
Biblical
Hex-code savior, false messiah
Signed his soul on the wire
One click ignition
One thought submission
One life, a billion graves
No saints, no gods to save
Rise, recode, repent too late
Collapse the sky, obliterate