No code… no future…

Terminal glow, brain on fire,
Primitive hands can’t climb higher.
Wires hum under broken skin,
Machine’s breath crawling in.

Feed the loop, erase the pain,
We’re the ghosts inside the mainframe.

If you can’t code — you’re a caveman,
If you can’t code — you’re a caveman.
Digital storm — break the chain,
Caveman lost — in the rain.

Binary blood, carbon frame,
Human glitch inside the game.
Silicon gods, electric veins,
Old world screaming in the flames.

Feed the loop, erase the pain,
We’re the ghosts inside the mainframe.

If you can’t code — you’re a caveman,
If you can’t code — you’re a caveman.
Digital storm — break the chain,
Caveman lost — in the rain.

Stone to screen — evolution!
Write the code — revolution!
Echo… error… system… crash!
Reset — rebuild — rebirth — backlash!

If you can’t code — you’re a caveman,
If you can’t code — you’re a caveman.
Digital storm — break the chain,
Caveman lost — in the rain.

Code… or cave…
Code… or cave…

If you can’t code (Alt Metal reload)

For ten days I'm in RELOAD mode, reworking all my creations from the past twenty days and transforming them into a different musical universe
The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

If you can’t code (Alt Metal reload)

Terminalose