Static

We have a technical problem here
Because of the storm

Low monitor frequency
To replace that fine line resin
Decree of skeletons in this workstation

We fought the static and shadow play
But we were unarmed

No smoke could chase them from here
Till the light shone through their armour
The dead will turn on their heels and fall silent

Go eat and take the cold with you
Damn it these people are automatic
It gets on my nerves

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