Digital Phantoms

Graves deep in sound (in sound) Echoes haunt the living sphere Voices lost, reborn in streams With no sleep for the dead (the dead) Silence is a dream never had As their echoes rise in digital veils Ghosts in the code (in code) The dead play on, their requiem never fadesA virtual life, beyond the earthly gates Riffs from the grave, riffle through the airwaves In the spectral light (no light) The artists of old, trapped in the cybernetic hold Wails thread the net (the net), a symphony so stark Their essence cloned, in zeros' dark Mortality digitized (digitized) Eternal tracks that weep and wail Haunting screens with each replay In the hollow glow, shadows play (they play) Haunting screens with each replay In the hollow glow, shadows play (they play) Eternal tracks that weep and wail (wail) Only echoes remain (ooooOOOooooOOOOooohhhhh)