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“The holidays are over — the rot remains. The Little Lords are back, and the machine is still decaying. Heavy riffs, twisted grooves, and beautiful filth incoming. Rot in the Machine arrives 07.01.2026. Stay filthy. Stay infected.” System of a Spor - Spor Code Static in my lungs, spores talk slow, they write their code where the shadows grow. Rust in my voice, dirt in my veins, Rhythm of decay, glitch in the brain. Crawlin’ through the grey, can’t reset the scene, body is a server, corrupted and unclean. Whispers in the wires, parasites in the stream, data bleeds green — I’m a part of the machine. Step to the pulse, sludge in the groove, chaos got a tempo that makes you move. Breathin’ in the filth, I start to sway, spore in my chest keep the beat in decay. I am the code that you can’t debug, rot in the system, drag in the drug. Let it spread, let it crawl, spore in the heart of it consumes it all. Bassline drips like infected oil, thoughts recoil, the flesh uncoils. Rhythm cracks under pressure divine, every word’s a spore inside my mind. Concrete bloom, metallic dust, faith corrodes into digital rust. Can’t wake up, can’t shut down, the garden grows beneath the sound. In - breathe slow, let the sickness start to flow. Hear the hum, feel the tone, the code of the spore becomes my home. I am the code that you can’t debug, lost in the loop of a fatal hug. Spores in my soul rewrite my core, system of a spor nothing more.