You call my name but the signal breaks as I rise
The steps hit hard and the static floods through my chest
Your warnings fade as the rhythm sharpens my drive
Hit after hit and my pulse outraces the rest

I run hotter with every climb
Push me higher through the climb
Overclock this beating core
Push me higher through the climb
You can try to slow me now
I go further every time
You can try to drag me down
I go further every time

Overclock
Overclock

Cut through the noise as the shadows fall at my side
The stairs flash red while the floor drops under my feet
Your echoes fade but the pressure keeps me alive
Each breath hits sharp as the rhythm sharpens the heat

I run hotter with every climb
Push me higher through the climb
Overclock this beating core
Push me higher through the climb
You can try to slow me now
I go further every time
You can try to drag me down
I go further every time

Overclock
Overclock

Steel focus rising
Pulse lines spiking
Cold drive biting
Heart still climbing

I run hotter with every climb
Push me higher through the climb
Overclock this beating core
Push me higher through the climb
You can try to slow me now
I go further every time
You can try to drag me down
I go further every time

Overclock
Overclock

With every climb

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.

With every climb

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