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Pillow Fight During the Apocalypse

RECLUSE.EXE!
Master of vanish, master of dread!
One line of code, can’t see, can’t touch
Here… then gone… you’ve lost him too much! 

Code in the dark, screen burns red
Ghost in the system, nowhere to tread
Binary shadows, vanish command
Disappear at will, slip through your hand

RECLUSE.EXE!
Master of vanish, master of dread!
One line of code, can’t see, can’t touch
Here… then gone… you’ve lost him too much! 

Riffs cut like knives, drums hammer fast
Reality bends, he’ll never be cast

Disappear! RECLUSE.EXE!


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