SHRINE OF THE DIAL-UP GODS
CHAMBER 5MU2GD
TRANSMISSION 4/10 READY
Frozen frequencies pierce the veil.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
Your IP address was written in the stars.
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.
Time moves differently in these chambers.
Winter solstice opens hidden channels.
Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.
THE RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
THE RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
THE RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
THE RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
THE RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
THE RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
THE SIGNAL GROWS STRONGER AT NIGHT
LIKE AND SUBSCRIBE TO VOID
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