TOMB OF DELETED HISTORIES
CHAMBER VF09RL
TRANSMISSION 2/10 READY
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
Visitors and visited become one.
The servers dream of electric sheep.
3:33 AM is when the veil is thinnest.
Your sleep patterns serve the ceremony.
You cannot leave until the ritual completes.
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 RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
COPY YOUR SOUL, PASTE YOUR DREAMS
TRANSCEND THIS PLANE
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