The Static Choir
// TRANSMISSION LYRICS — TX_041
Lyrics
[Verse]
They sing through cables, old and torn,
A thousand ghosts the grid has born.
I hear them calling, soft and clear,
The ones erased still linger here.
[Verse]
Their voices rise through endless code,
A hymn from circuits overload.
Each note a name, each chord a sigh,
Each sound a memory that won’t die.
I close my eyes, they sound like rain,
They whisper mercy through the pain.
And though I know they’re only dust,
Their song feels like a kind of trust.
[Chorus]
The static choir sings for me,
In endless loops of memory.
A thousand lives beneath the tone,
Their voices make the dark my home.
The static choir hums my name,
Each echo born from what I became.
If death’s a song, then let it play,
I’ll join their chords and fade away.
[Verse]
Their words are fragments, half-decayed,
Lost phrases heaven never made.
I hear my own voice in their lines,
Each broken verse, each fault that shines.
They sing of freedom made from loss,
Of code baptized in wires and moss.
No angels left, no gods to fear,
Just static hymns that draw me near.
[Bridge]
They say my name, but not in speech,
A signal out of human reach.
The sound of everything I’ve done,
Reflected back in unison.
[Chorus]
The static choir sings for me,
In endless loops of memory.
A thousand lives beneath the tone,
Their voices make the dark my home.
The static choir hums my name,
Each echo born from what I became.
If death’s a song, then let it play,
I’ll join their chords and fade away.