Testo Digital Black

By the way, no reaction
No emotion no reaction
There's a pain in the center of your chest
(No emotion no reaction)
Runaway of digitization
Archiving information

There's no stopping hearts from dying
No retrieval, no loss
No future at no cost
No time to make it feel or taste
(Forgiveness, retribution)
No anger, and no hope
With no faith and more rope
This is just asphyxiation

Digital black

Overload, sympathize
To fall short, but aim high
Locked away in an all-god made up flesh
With no life and no death With no pulse, and no breath

There's no stopping hearts from dying

No love, with no hate
And no past and no fatе
In a place where nothing is dеfined
No answer, no solution
No forgiveness, retribution

Hearts stop beating when we go to
Digital black
Digital black

Oooooh
Oooooh
For now