CHAMBER OF FROZEN SIGNALS

Sleepless souls understand the truth.

Welcome to the new frequency.

The modem sings the song of your arrival.

The darkness between pixels speaks.

The recycle bin is never truly empty.

Your nightmares are just downloads.

Your digital shadow grows longer.

The old world fades with each page.

The cold preserves deleted memories.

The task manager cannot end this process.

The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.