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[Voice 1, spoken, soft, female]
A world apart, where he's the unseen king.
[Verse]
Fy sits, his fingers worn,
Scrolling through errors from dusk till dawn.
In the glow of his monitor’s light,
Battles code, his eternal fight.
With greasy hair and weary eyes,
Dreams of a game where his spirit flies.
An MMORPG, his grand design,
In virtual worlds, his stars align.
[Chorus]
In the code of solitude, where dreams are made,
Amid the caffeine and the midnight raids.
He’s the master of a realm that no one sees,
Building castles in the air, from his worn-out keys.
[Verse]
Fuelled by cheese, and endless nights,
His studio’s cluttered with pixel sights.
Comments war, his sharp reprieve,
In debates online, he can’t deceive.
[Verse]
“Morality’s a game,” he types with a sneer,
Finding solace in the echo chamber’s cheer.
Yet in his heart, the doubt still looms,
Is there more to life than this room's glooms?
[Bridge]
Three cats watch with silent gaze,
His only mates through the digital haze.
Touches Rose, feels the purr,
A fleeting comfort, a soft fur blur.
[Verse, Rap]
He throws a line in the cyber sea,
Hoping to catch some empathy.
But the screen glows back with a harsh critique,
In the comments section, the outlook's bleak.
Who made God, and what’s the deal?
He fights in forums with fervent zeal.
A creator’s doubt in every creed,
In every line of code, a seed.
[Chorus]
In the code of solitude, where dreams are made,
Amid the caffeine and the midnight raids.
He’s the master of a realm that no one sees,
Building castles in the air, from his worn-out keys.
[Outro]
As the smartphone buzzes, breaks the trance,
A message? A like? A second chance?
In the quiet of the night, a lonely plea,
A coder’s life, a quest to be free.
