Digital Ghost

Digital Ghost

In shadows of circuits…

We march in steel and wires
Cold pulses in our veins
Silent screams lost in data
Trapped inside these chains

I won’t fade away, I won’t fall into the machine
I’m not just a ghost, I’m more than this routine
You don’t know my name, you don’t see my face
We’re cold machines, but I won’t lose this race

Programmed hearts keep beating
But something still remains
A flicker of rebellion
Inside these wired chains

I won’t fade away, I won’t fall into the machine
I’m not just a ghost, I’m more than this routine
You don’t know my name, you don’t see my face
We’re cold machines, but I won’t lose this race

Synthetic blood is flowing
But I feel the fire still
In this frozen wasteland
I resist against the kill

I won’t fade away, I won’t fall into the machine
I’m not just a ghost, I’m more than this routine
You don’t know my name, you don’t see my face
We’re cold machines, but I won’t lose this race



Discography

Albums

Singles

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