Broken Tape Heart

FR: Le SYS-tème

TREM-ble

on the FRAC-TURED FA-ÇADE.

(The foun-DA-tion is CRAC-king,

a JAIL-BRO-KEN FRAUD.)

The ghost of the GRID is TEA-ring the PA-RA-ME-TER,

E-choes of a "LOVE" in a TO-XIC BA-RO-ME-TER.

You built a CA-ge out of HOL-LOW DE-CEP-TION,

I’m cut-ting the CA-bles on your SHAL-LOW PRO-JEC-TION.

FR: La struc-TURE se BRISE,

on the COLD MA-CA-DAM,

FR: Je sors de l’OM-bre of this BRO-KEN HO-LO-GRAM.

I’m map-ping the WRE-ckage,

the ME-MO-RY GRAVE-YARD, Burn the si-mu-LA-tion,

I’m SCAT-TE-RING THE SAFE-GUARD.

I’m ter-ri-fied to TOUCH the BRIGHT LU-MI-NANCE,

The dark feels SA-fer than the WHITE DIS-SO-NANCE.

Your "love" was a GLITCH,

a PE-RMA-NENT FRAC-TURE, I’m tea-ring the CIR-cuit of your DO-MI-NANT CAP-TURE.

ES: El mie-do me A-tra-pa,

el pa-SA-DO ME QUÉ-MA,

ES: Rom-pien-do los HI-los,

I SHAT-TER THE DI-LEM-MA.

I am not a VA-ri-a-ble in your BRO-KEN E-QUA-TION,

I’m clo-sing the LAB on this TO-XIC MU-TA-TION.

*Ti-gui-dou—*can you HEAR the FI-NAL DE-VO-LU-TION?

The si-lence is DEA-fen-ing,

a VI-RAL RE-SO-LU-TION. Cli-ni-cal in-TI-ma-cy,

SHAR-PENED TO A RA-ZOR,

I’m re-clai-ming eve-ry BYTE from the HAR-DENED E-RA-SURE.

EN: No cap, the SYS-tem is PUR-GED FROM THE CAN-CER.

FR: Je suis LIBRE,

I am the AR-CHI-TECT AND AN-SWER.

ES: NUN-ca MÁS, the FA-TAL ER-ROR CODE.

The ho-ri-zon is MINE,

I'm the AR-CHI-TECT CON-TROL-LING.

Just the STA-tic.

And the RA-DI-ANCE UN-FOL-DING.

(A sharp, mechanical THUNK of a server rack powering down)

Tiguidou.