:Signal:
The mirror unwinds, twin archetypes collide
I am reborn, proliferated by a self-replicating passenger
Ghost
Dormant dimensions grafted to my senses
Infected with fractals, a spore in my skin
A sequence of consciousness begging to begin again
I can finally see the duality of everything
A silent abyss implicit in reality
We're hanging by a thinning thread, waiting for the earth to turn
As my mind is shattering and the reasons to stay abandon me
I'll survive one death at a time
There is nowhere left to fall
Broken visions of a future where we tear the curtain down
