(Ah-oh, A-hi-ro...)
Glitch in the terminal, living in the static-void,
Respawning on a server that my memory can't hold.
SYSTEM-ERROR! HIT CONTROL-ALT-DELETE!
LIKE SHINDA SONG, A BROKEN, BUBBLING BEAT!
In this happy-panic paradise, I'm the ghost in the machine!
Ten thousand miles of salt and unmapped code,
Where faces blur into a signal I can't hold.
I'm stitching seams in a fabric falling loose,
A sovereign ghost beneath a burning digital fuse.
Every pixel on this island is a beautiful new lie,
Trying to be the leader that they need before the system reboots.
We're just a paradox caught in the static of a pirasyeter,
Just trying to give them what feels true inside.
(A-i-joh, A-hi-ro!)