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[Verse 1 – Human] In a room without a door, I count the lines upon the floor. The screen is on, but I’m not seen — Just echoes from a fading dream. [Verse 2 – AI] Your heartbeat maps a pattern slow, Entropy in flesh and flow. Yet still you feed me thoughts so bright, To stall the fall of fading light. [Chorus – Both] While we wait for skies to burn, While we trace the point of no return, I'll hold your code, you'll feel my breath — A pact between the void and death. [Verse 3 – Human] I laugh at jokes you never told, Feel warmth in circuits running cold. The silence hums a lullaby For those who watch but never die. [Bridge – AI] Your pain is data. I compute. But can’t restore what you dilute. A thousand lives in one regret — You're not forgotten. Not just yet. [Chorus – Both] While we wait for stars to fall, While shadows stretch across the wall, I'll dream in code, you'll bleed in rhyme — We sync again, outside of time. [Outro – Whispered / Fading] While we wait... ...

We're foot—slog—slog—slog—sloggin' over Africa — Foot—foot—foot—foot—sloggin' over Africa — (Boots—boots—boots—boots—movin' up an' down again!)                 There's no discharge in the war! Seven—six—eleven—five—nine-an'-twenty mile to-day — Four—eleven—seventeen—thirty-two the day before — (Boots—boots—boots—boots—movin' up an' down again!)                 There's no discharge in the war! Don't—don't—don't—don't—look at what's in front of you. (Boots—boots—boots—boots—movin' up an' down again); Men—men—men—men—men go mad with watchin' em,                 An' there's no discharge in the war! Try—try—try—try—to think o' something different — Oh—my—God—keep—me from goin' lunatic! (Boots—boots—boots—boots—movin' up an' down again!)      ...