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Winter Protocol EP up on Spotify and YouTube Music as of 3/9/26! ********************************* Visualizer - Vizzy.io Image - Frosting.ai Vocals/Instruments - Suno.com ********************************* Lyrics ------------------------------------------------------------- They called it neutralized. I call it— Play. I’ve watched this frame a hundred times The timecode burns behind my eyes You step into the corridor Alive for half a second more The thermal bloom, the angle shift No warning pulse. No signal drift Your shoulders square — you never run You always face what’s coming on My hands don’t shake. They never do But something fractures watching you The muzzle flash is white and clean Too clean for what they claim it means They wrote it down as compromise Containment justified But I can read the space between Where truth was sterilized It wasn’t extraction. It was execution. I see the order In the resolution. You didn’t fall to chaos. You didn’t lose control. They signed your name And erased your soul. I pause before the impact frame I know exactly what will change The way your weight begins to drop The silence right before you stop I tell myself: observe the facts Assess the vectors. Trace the acts But memory won’t stay contained It bleeds through every frozen frame Late nights in fluorescent glow Coffee cooling soft and slow Your voice explaining signal noise Like patterns were a simple choice I close my eyes — you’re still alive. I open them. You don’t survive. My pulse is steady. Breathing flat. That’s what they trained me for. But grief is not a hostile threat. It’s something far more raw. It wasn’t extraction. It was execution. Upper-tier silence Masquerading solution. You trusted the system. So did I. Now all that’s left Is the reason why. I rewind to the elevator feed— Mirrored walls. Floor seventeen. You used to tap the panel twice Just to make me look at you. You’d say, “If the system ever turns on us, we’ll see it first.” Half a smile. Like it was just theory. There’s a frame where your hand almost lifts— like you’re about to signal me. You always signaled me. My thumb still remembers the space between your fingers. The way you’d trace lines on my wrist while data scrolled across the glass. You said patterns never lie. But people do. I should have listened sooner. They think I’ll break. They think I’ll burn. They think I’ll strike Without return. But rage is loud. And loud is short. And short is useless In this sort. Revenge without leverage is suicide. (whisper) I won’t waste you like that. It wasn’t extraction. It was execution. And I am done With blind devotion. I will not scream. I will not cry. I will not let Your truth just die. The room is quiet. Your file is copied. Their signatures saved. The beacon erased. I don’t explode. I calculate. Winter begins.