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A monochromic dawn, a world blinded by vanity

Static echoes through a million relays

We are all ghosts

Replaced by shadows

Your digital embrace buried by algorithmic space

We all are ghosts

There will be no mourning

Take me from all of this

Hang me from this barren system

Devoid of grace, devoid of anything but love

A million relays

We are devoid of grace

Drown me in dirt so I can feel once again

Flesh and bone, we are one

We must stop dividing ourselves, devoid of the machine

We must remain

Hang from hope