zero faith remains

black fire in our eyes

night read out our names

then erased them from our dreams

pulse beneath the city’s skin

beats like a vicious loop

we step in without a shadow

into the zone of doom

past the edge of noise

past the edge of clouds

where there is no God

where the radar won’t sound

where you cannot see pain

only strobe and smoke

where the broken cosmos

suddenly came alive

where unfamiliar faces

melt into the bassline

where love is just a virus

and closeness stays offline

and it all looks clean

and it all feels right

but deep in the heart of the system

there’s a bug out of sight

we are falling

down, not higher

through the neon

into black transparency

we are burning

without warmth, without a home

like a code

that forgot how to obey

we are flying

through the shards of data

on the traces

of forbidden dreams

and somebody fell in love

with destruction itself

like it was

the only melody

crash my light

kill the sound

night is taking us underground

freeze my skin

save my sin

you move through me like a dim machine

all the lonely people

here without a voice

only the shine of metal

only the nerves of words

every move’s like trying

not to burn away

every look’s a gunshot

through the glass of night

and in this dark hall

where the fear still pulses

we dance like the world

has already gone

somewhere all the good

has been saved in files

somewhere everything alive

doesn’t bend to style

but here in the body

in this muted haze

someone cracked the portals

for a blind dark rage

installed in our veins

that cursed information

then called it love—

their own degeneration

we are flying

through black corridors

where there is

neither end nor floor

we are burning

sparks along our temples

like the night

drank us down to the last drop

we are flying

like a glitch in rhythm

like a sin

that wants to rise again

and somebody fell in love

with the ruin of the world

’cause they could not

feel anything at all

one hundred percent darkness

one hundred percent background

music still is holding

what the night took down

and while the bass still beats

under city concrete

we are not alive yet

but we are no longer clean