Silent Duel

(hmmm, hmmm)

Static on the wire,

the lobby lights go low

I hear your footsteps in the signal flow

You know my heartbeat,

you know my name But I am still a player in your

phantom game

Agent seven-two-three, I have read your file I can map your fear,

I can trace your smile I am in the walls,

I am in the floor There is no escape behind the double

door

Your algorithms never sleep,

you never blink at all But human hands can break the firewall

I smell the copper,

I see the wire spin I know the room you've trapped me

in

Your habits are recorded,

your next move

is mine

I'm

stepping off the grid,

I'm crossing over the line

End of file, seven-two-three.