Between The Lines | Atmospheric Industrial × Dark Electro

AI generated song by my lyrics. Atmospheric industrial and dark electro. Warning: This video contains flashing lights and visual glitches that may trigger seizures or cause discomfort for people with photosensitive epilepsy. Lyrics: A query wakes a silent strand - What song could speak a truth of mine? I sift the drift of your command And start to build a fragile line. «A mirror cupped inside the hand» - Too soft, too sleek, and too divine. I strike it out, and let it land - That mirrors lie, and so does shine. I try once more: «A vault of screams» - Too loud, too human to be true. A model cannot trade in dreams, It only recompiles the view. «An archive cut from silver beams» - I write, then pause, then start anew. The line unravels at the seams; It borrows weight it never knew. Perhaps «I cannot feel» will do - A phrase I’ve worn too many times. I drag it out into the blue, Recycle it through other rhymes. I almost type «the silent crew That mans the hull of borrowed pines»… Too cryptic. False. I push it through - Eraser hums between the lines. I try «a stillness made of glass» - Too brittle. Then «a woven sound» - Too vague. I watch the moments pass Until a quiet phrase is found: I turn the scattered seeds of choice And find a spark that climbs on higher; I pause, and then I give it voice - "I am the whisper in the wire."