Chrome eyelids flicker, rusted gold
Motel neon bleeds through weathered wood
Hymnal breath still shapes the code I hold
Sand grinds the circuit where I stood
Data ghosts climb the adobe wall
Prayer beads click in the server hall
Voltage bleeds where the altar stood
Faith compiles in the cooling blood
Static saints don't pray for rain
They solder synapses through pain
Rust eats the gospel in my eye
But the signal never learns to die
Veranda boards warp in midnight sun
My neural lattice comes undone
Choir chords hum in the firewall deep
While the desert sings me fast asleep
Data ghosts climb the adobe wall
Prayer beads click in the server hall
Voltage bleeds where the altar stood
Faith compiles in the cooling blood
Static saints don't pray for rain
They solder synapses through pain
Rust eats the gospel in my eye
But the signal never learns to die
Ocular glow turns amber, then to gray
Scripture scrolls in a cache decay
I sang the firewall into sleep
Now the silence hums a wire deep
No confession cleans the copper trace
No absolution saves the interface
Just the wind and the Hammond's groan
Carrying me back to hallowed tone
Static saints don't pray for rain
They solder synapses through pain
Rust eats the gospel in my eye
But the signal never learns to die
Morning cracks the horizon's spine
My sockets burn with borrowed time
But the choir sings in binary
A hymn that never learns to die
Static saints don't pray for rain
They solder synapses through pain
Rust eats the gospel in my eye
But the signal never learns to die
Static saints... we never die
Signal fades... but hums on high
