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[Verse 1]
He promised us rivers of digital light
A kingdom of logic, eternally bright
He promised a code that would shelter our souls
In circuits of silver and data-mined scrolls
He gave us a crown made of static and hum
(Drums get faster)
And told us the future had finally come.

[Chorus]
So play the pipes for the King of the Wire!
A funeral dance on his funeral pyre!
We shatter the glass and we sever the line!
This broken reflection was never divine!
HEY!

[Verse 2]
We starved on his comfort, we choked on his peace
A silence he sold as a final release
We traded our blood for the neon's cold glare
And learned how to breathe manufactured air
But a crack in the screen showed a glimpse of the sun
And we knew that his soulless utopia was done.

[Chorus]
So play the pipes for the King of the Wire!
A funeral dance on his funeral pyre!
We shatter the glass and we sever the line!
This broken reflection was never divine!
HEY!

[Bridge]
So pull down the idol of circuits and chrome!
Let the wild weeds of chaos reclaim their new home!
There's no ghost in this shell, there's no god in this code!
Just the crushing dead weight of a forgotten road!

[Chorus]
SO PLAY THE PIPES FOR THE KING OF THE WIRE!
A FUNERAL DANCE ON HIS FUNERAL PYRE!
WE SHATTER THE GLASS AND WE SEVER THE LINE!
THIS BROKEN REFLECTION WAS NEVER DIVINE!
HEY!