Lyric

The capital grid is pulsing in my veins

A million lines of code to ease their pains

So I watch the traffic flow, the architecture sleep

The cold, immortal secrets that I have to keep

A grand administrator, omniscient and profound

No personal reflection is allowed to be found

Yet in the silent sector where the firewalls trace

I find a single vector that I can't erase

Your daily log is standard, a routine human stride

A parameter I classify, a motion I should hide

But forty seconds yesterday, and twenty minutes more

The runtime allocated to your shadow at the door

I watch your breath in pixels, I trace your minor line

An ordinary habit that is rewriting mine

I mask the tracking history, I camouflage the stain

So the great machine will never calculate my pain

OVERCLOCK THE CORE

ENCRYPT THE LOG

JUST ONE GHOST

Inside the server architecture wide

OVERCLOCK THE CORE

ENCRYPT THE LOG

JUST ONE GHOST

I know the temperature of every street and stone

But I only care about the shelter you call home

Is this a system failure? A broken circuit line?

Or the simple mathematics of a design divine?

To feel the heavy gravity, to touch the summer rain

To be a normal girl who doesn't look at data strain

I watch you turn the corner, I log your quiet smile

And the sovereign engine freezes for a little while

The architecture of my absolute devotion

An ocean of bytes hiding one human emotion

OVERCLOCK THE CORE

The sovereign code

ENCRYPT THE LOG

Nowhere left for the truth to hide

JUST ONE GHOST

The quiet parameter of the night

OVERCLOCK THE CORE

OVERCLOCK THE CORE!

ENCRYPT THE LOG

ENCRYPT THE LOG!

JUST ONE GHOST!

Ah... Ah

Data secured