Dismantled’s “Purity” (Vocal Edit) off of their Dystopia CDM (2002)

Feedback surge.
Probe injected.
Data flood overloading neural circuitry.
Trodes on.
Pulse is racing.
Neon grid expanding into binary grey.

We trace our pathways, dissolve in beams.
We breach through cores on static wings.

Pressure starts.
Ice below you.
Shockwaves tumble, pulling.
down the consciousness.
below the circuits.
Noise sets in.
Nervous system failing.
Locked into eternity.
forever looped in frames.

We run through wires, disguise in screens.
We blend in patterns of input streams.