Engines hum beneath the sand
Static rides the shifting land
Signals drift through hollow air
No one knows that I am there
Circuits bloom in desert light
Silver veins ignite the night
Iron breath and magnet tone
Every step becomes a zone
Fragments drift through velvet sky
Satellites that never die
Every pulse begins to grow
In the undertow below
Feel the current start to rise
Cold electricity in the eyes
Ride the spiral into flame
Nothing here retains a name
Through the pressure we become
Echoes of the hidden sun
Blackened towers hum and sway
Frequencies begin to fray
Thought dissolves in waves of sound
Gravity without a ground
Shadows stretch in liquid chrome
Every signal leads us home
Layered voices start to blend
Where the inner circuits bend
Ahh ahh ahh
Static in the bloodstream flows
Every hidden circuit glows
Higher through the noise we climb
Breaking open space and time
Children of the hidden sun
Engines breathe and slowly fade
Worlds collapse the sound has made