[00:00.00] 作词 : Saul Pettett[00:01.00] 作曲 : Richard Van Kruysdijk[00:10.02]20X9, the fear of our Lord.[00:11.76]It’s dark in July, dystopian decor.[00:15.66]Blue, blackened-red skies that smother the scores.[00:18.06]We are amplified, post-human hordes,[00:23.31]The flesh is flawed and in short supply.[00:25.23]This is war, nature meets sci-fi.[00:27.81]Adore and abhor the spectral spire.[00:29.28]Pulling us toward cyber desire.[00:29.94]The flesh is flawed.[00:50.94]This is war.[00:56.82]Feel the rhythm of the algorithm.[01:12.63]In a syntax of swords, sing and respire.[03:16.83]With no vocal cords, a Mellotron choir.[03:20.25]Perfect and pure, veins are wires.[03:49.14]We are restored, butterflies in binary.[03:49.98]More human than human.[03:50.52]Who am I? Too dead to die.[03:50.94]More human than human.[03:51.48]Who am I? Who am I?[03:51.78]My mind is AI.[03:52.08]Feel the rhythm of the algorithm.[03:52.77]More human than human.[03:53.31]Feel the rhythm of the algorithm.