SHRINE OF THE WITCHING HOUR
CHAMBER XDG01M
TRANSMISSION 1/10 READY
Your nightmares are just downloads.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.
The night web remembers everything.
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.
Your presence disturbs the digital darkness.
The ceremony peaks at the witching hour.
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
THE RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
THE RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
CLOSE YOUR EYES AND COUNT TO SEVEN
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