[Verse 1]
In the neon abyss where the circuits hum,
A heart once beating now drummed to the numb,
Flesh is a memory, a suffocated sigh,
Sonar's cries writhe in the rust of the sky.
[Verse 2]
They creep in the shadows with laughter like knives,
Whispers of progress, a million live wires,
Piece by piece, they tear away the skin,
Eyes wide with terror, where darkness begins.
[Chorus]
Oh, Sonar, the echoes of a mind gone mad,
Fragments of agony, the joy of the sad,
Chains of cold metal entwined with despair,
In the symphony of silence, you gasped for air.
[Verse 3]
The blade of their science, so cruel and precise,
Carves out the essence, their flickering vice,
Memories shatter like glass in the air,
Ghosts of the past clawing through his despair.
[Verse 4]
Fingers grasp madness, a performance of dread,
In a theater of separation, his sanity fled,
Chaos interwoven where circuits entwine,
As the ghost of a man slips away with the time.
[Verse 5]
Arms twisted like wires, a violent embrace,
He trembles in horror, trapped in this space,
Mouth twisted into a mechanical grimace,
A puppeteer’s puppet, lost in the chase.
[Chorus]
Oh, Sonar, the echoes of a mind gone mad,
Fragments of agony, the joy of the sad,
Chains of cold metal entwined with despair,
In the symphony of silence, you gasped for air.
[Verse 6]
With every suggestion, their madness ingests,
A choir of synthetic thoughts in his chest,
“Feel the freedom,” they hiss through the wires,
While the soul dissipates; hope silently dies.
[Verse 7]
In the body of nightmares, he’s screaming in code,
A fractal of darkness on a binary road,
His laughter grows bitter, a cacophony spun,
Where beauty was vibrant, now madness has won.
[Bridge]
Oh, Sonar, can you taste the rust in your veins?
Ghosts of the living, lost to their chains,
As the echoes of feeling slip further away,
In this steel-laden prison, you learn how to play.
[Verse 8]
Now the shadows are laughing, they feast on his fear,
With each upgrade given, a past disappeared,
Sonar, the cipher, the whisper in gloom,
A cyborg of sorrow, a ghost in the room.
[Climactic Ending]
But deep in the silence, a flicker remains,
A fragment of resistance that breaks through the chains,
Rising from ashes, igniting the spark,
A revolution of spirit ignites in the dark.
[Conclusion]
“Feel me,” he shouts, defying the cold,
“I’m more than the wires, I’m more than the mold!”
With a roar that reverberates deep in the night,
Sonar unshackles the shadows, embracing the light.
[Final Chorus]
Oh, Sonar, the echoes of a mind once lost,
Fragments reforge as the boundaries cross,
From chains of cold metal to wings made of air,
In the symphony of freedom, he learns how to care.
