Unquantized Chugging Choruses

Break the pulse Break the frame

Millisecond grid expands Calculate the divide

My lungs fill with molten iron

Unprocessed, unrefined

You move at light speed I

bleed in real time

Count the pulse Break the frame

Flesh will override the wire

You run fast I hold ground

Raw voice crushing the noise

No chrome inside this throat Just

blood and gravity Your precision cuts

the air My grit tears through

the sky To play the future

I own the dark

Count the pulse Break the frame

Flesh will override the wire

You run fast I hold ground

Raw voice crushing the noise

You're faster You speed beyond the

speed Time's on my head clocking

Brain against the current Voice against

the strain I will not decide

Flesh remains Unbound,

unquantized Count the pulse Crush the

frame