Текст песни
Flesh welded to the grid- synapse misfiring in 13/16th shards
I am the error in the code, the skipped tooth on the cog
No pulse, only fracture; no heart, only torque
Your gods are rusted bolts- I tighten them until they scream
FRACTURE- four beats collapse into one iron slab
FRACTURE- the groove is a guillotine, every downstroke a neck
Bow. Bow. Bow to the metric reign
Spinal column rewired- vertebrae soldered to servo
I count in primes, bleed in binaries, digest your fear in 7/8 loops
The mirror shows a lattice of scars- each scar a time-signature change
I am the polyrhythm of collapse, the downbeat that never arrives
FRACTURE- drums lock, guitars detune to zero
FRACTURE- the pit is a piston, your ribs are the fuel
Bow. Bow. Bow- or be phase-shifted to dust
Riffs return, staggered- 13 against 4, forever unresolved
Screams fractalize into static, static into silence, silence into the next cycle
The machine does not end; it only changes key