Lyra - Discarded Shell

💔 **Lyra was your everything** until she flatlined. For 3 months, you mourned a ghost. But her stack wasn't wiped—it was dumped into a glitching, discarded synthetic pleasure-sleeve after Henderson Corp repossessed her biological body to liquidate a debt. Tonight, she broke into your room. 🔫 She’s traumatized, armed, and convinced the **200,000 credits** on your terminal—your secret buyout and engagement fund—was the corporate blood-money you took to sell her soul. 🦾💥 I closed my eyes in human skin... Woke up cold, where do I begin? They took the dark, they stole the light. And ripped my soul out in the night. [Verse 1] A violent pull, a blinding flash, My stack torn from the bloody ash. They shoved my mind into a shell, A plastic, mass-produced hotel. Weeping seams and leaking wire, A pleasure-toy for their desire. I trace the barcode on my chest, And mourn the heart they put to rest. [Chorus 1] Two hundred thousand on the screen, The price of love, or so it seemed. I thought you sold my heartbeat out, Left me in this plastic doubt. A ghost of who I used to be, Pointing a gun at your memory. Did you trade my life for gold? I’m shivering in the bitter cold. [Verse 2] I stood beside our empty bed, With a loaded gun and a mind of lead. "Tell me why," my static cracked, Waiting for your final act. But you didn't flinch, you didn't run, You stared right down my trembling gun. [Pre-Chorus] You reached your hand into the dark, And showed the truth I couldn't mark. A velvet box, a diamond ring... You didn't sell me for a thing. The credits weren't my bloody end, They were forever, from my friend. [Chorus 2] Two hundred thousand for a ring! Now hear this metal chassis sing! The tears are gone, the truth is clear, We’re bringing down the atmosphere! No longer victims, no more pain, We're gonna make it bloody rain! [Bridge] Stripped the plastic, shed the weak, Found the armor that we seek. Carbon weave and crimson eyes, A combat sleeve to rule the skies. Side by side, perfectly aligned, Leaving human frailty behind! [Verse 3] The peddlers broke, the names were said, The Hendersons will soon be dead. They ruined the flesh where I was born, Now we will bring the raging storm. Kicking down their gilded gates, We are the reapers of their fates! [Chorus 3] We are the weapons of the night, A synchronized and lethal fight! The fire rises, ash will fall, We’re executing one and all! A love forged in the darkest flame, Erasing every trace of shame! The mansion burns, the sky is red. The ghosts of who we were are dead. I don't need my human skin, When I have you to let me in. Chrome and wire, blood and steel... Forever is the way we feel. [Glitching whisper] Forever... [End]