Midnight halls glitch open wide
Old voices flicker in my neural drive
Data-elders humming in the grain
Heritage coded straight into my brain

I walk the halls like circuits lit in flame
Echo-masters carved my name in every frame
Footsteps looping in a time-bent room
Legacy humming like a distant boom
Every note I hit is ghost-powered fuel
Ancient wisdom riding on a modern tool
Heart syncs up with the lineage line
Uploading every craft they refined

Discipline shaping every breath I claim
Tradition burning steady in a pixel flame

Raise the standard keep the lineage alive
Hyper-pulse climbing just to help us survive
Conservatory grind to the midnight stage
We defend the craft from age to age
Heritage rising where the waveforms sway
Respect for the elders guiding the way

Metronome ticking like a clock in my bones
Morning drills shaking through the practice stones
Pages bent from decades of devotion
Sweat-patina marking every motion
Masters left signs like graffiti in the air
Tiny micro-gestures coded everywhere
My modern horn lifts what the old ones gave
Sampling the souls we’re sworn to save

Discipline shaping every breath I claim
Tradition burning steady in a pixel flame

Raise the standard keep the lineage alive
Hyper-pulse climbing just to help us survive
Conservatory grind to the midnight stage
We defend the craft from age to age
Heritage rising where the waveforms sway
Respect for the elders guiding the way

Let the past stay etched in the tone
Let the masters sculpt how far we’ve grown
Every modern step anchored in their sound
A compass spinning as the years turn around

Raise the standard keep the lineage alive
Honor every voice that taught us to survive
Measured phrases drifting in a neon sway
We carry the elders with us today
Heritage glowing where the lines vibrate
Respect for the past lighting the way

Keep the lineage alive (Hyperpop reload)

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.

I use every tool available, human or machine, as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

Keep the lineage alive (Hyperpop reload)

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