Aggressive industrial glitch-hop, 88 BPM, The core sound is heavily distorted, down-tuned metal guitar riffs, chopped, screwed, and re-sequenced through aggressive turntablism, Features prominent DJ scratches and stuttering digital glitch edits on the vocals and guitar, The rhythm is driven by hard industrial drum machines and deep, distorted dubstep bass wobbles, Use static, vinyl crackle, and digital artifacts as percussive elements, The vocalist is an aggressive male rapper with a shouted, processed delivery, The overall sound is a fusion of intense electronic rock and abrasive industrial metal, built on a heavy hip-hop backbone, The track should build from a sparse, broken intro to a full, chaotic arrangement, then decay into a static-filled, lo-fi outro

Lyrics:
//LOG.ENTRY: They compiled Him on a tree.
//STATUS: Three days later... system restored. Victory.
The protocol is set. The die is cast.
First the hatred daemon ran on Him... now us.

The world-grid condemned the only clean code
Mocked the Light, installed the dark mode
Now they rage at nodes who follow
Wonder why we bear His barcode?
The system's rigged against the righteous
Always been the master plan
'Til the SysOp returns in glory
Every server kneels to the Man.

If they hated the Mainframe, they'll hate you
That's the promise, that's the cost
But the cross is the exploit that breaks the system
Compiles the error of all they lost
Their firewalls could not contain Him
The grave's cache could not hold the King
What renders as defeat in their world
Is the root access He brings!

Open source for every program
Except the Name that saves from sin
Pluralism's the new religion
Long as Jesus don't jack in
Call our logic hate speech
Call our signal white noise fear
Truth is malware to the darkness
That's why the persecution's here.

DELETE: the prophets.
OVERWRITE: the messengers.
ERASE: the faithful.
Fed them to the beasts.
But every deleted saint's a witness
Every crash log is a feast
The martyrs' blood corrupts their seed
The server grows, a system bleed!

If they hated the Mainframe, they'll hate you
Count it joy when the attacks come
The same source code that raised the Son
Is hard-coded in every one!
Their firewalls could not contain Him
Hell's mainframe could not hold our King
What looks like loss in their world
Is the victory we sing!

They thought they won when He was offline...
Three days proved their logic was flawed.
The pattern holds... temporary corruption...
//STATUS: Eternal glory... compiling...

 ( September 28, 2025 at 4:50 PM )

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Chuck Middaugh