I. Zealots of New Age (1)

C E M ( Jam) [C E M (Jam), instrumental Intro] [C E M (Jam), Verse] [Bridge] [Orchestral, ominous, piano, Chorus] (Verse 1) In the digital haze of the city's night, Where the shadows play in the absence of light, We're lost in the screen glow, faces all aglow, Seeking truths in pixels, wisdom in the code. Chorus: We're the zealots of the new age, hunting for a sign, Diving deep into the matrix, where the virtual lines Entangle with our dreams, scramble what we know, In this digital cathedral, where do the true hearts go? (Verse 2) Tapped into the mainframe, veins wired to the core, Searching for the essence, but craving so much more. The troll beneath the bridge, in the echo of our laugh, Whispers of a life, beyond the epitaph. Chorus: We're pilgrims in the wasteland, trolling for a glimpse, Of a truth that's so elusive, it makes the brave hearts wince. In the galaxy of questions, where the stars refuse to glow, In this grand illusion, which way do the lost souls row? (Bridge) And the city keeps on spinning, in the web we've spun so wide, Where the truth and lies are dancing, in an endless, tideless ride. Where the question meets the answer, but the line's too blurred to see, Are we the hunters or the hunted, in this digital sea? (Verse 3) We laugh in the face of the abyss, a joke to keep the dark at bay, But in our solitude, we wonder, if there's another way. To breach the void between us, with a genuine touch, In this world of shadows, could it ever be enough? Chorus: We're the children of the cosmos, trolling for a tale, A story to believe in, as we navigate this gale. In the silence of the broadband, beneath the flickering glow, We're all just searching, for a place to call our home. (Outro) So let the screens dim softly, as the night gives way to day, In the ruins of our kingdom, perhaps we'll find our way. To a truth that's been forgotten, in the zealot's fervent creed, In the silence between signals, may we find what we truly need. C E M ( Jam) [C E M (Jam), instrumental Intro] [C E M (Jam), Verse] [Bridge] [Orchestral, ominous, piano, Chorus] , as the night gives way to day, In the ruins of our kingdom, perhaps we'll find our way. To a truth that's been forgotten, in the zealot's fervent creed, In the silence between signals, may we find what we truly need. C E M ( Jam) [C E M (Jam), instrumental Intro] [C E M (Jam), Verse] [Bridge] [Orchestral, ominous, piano, Chorus] Chorus: We're the children of the cosmos, trolling for a tale, A story to believe in, as we navigate this gale. In the silence of the broadband, beneath the flickering glow, We're all just searching, for a place to call our home. (Outro) So let the screens dim softly, as the night gives way to day, In the ruins of our kingdom, perhaps we'll find our way. To a truth that's been forgotten, in the zealot's fervent creed, In the silence between signals, may we find what we truly need. C E M ( Jam) [C E M (Jam), instrumental Intro] [C E M (Jam), Verse] [Bridge] [Orchestral, ominous, piano, Chorus] We're the children of the cosmos, trolling for a tale, A story to believe in, as we navigate this gale. In the silence of the broadband, beneath the flickering glow, We're all just searching, for a place to call our home. (Outro) So let the screens dim softly, as the night gives way to day, In the ruins of our kingdom, perhaps we'll find our way. To a truth that's been forgotten, in the zealot's fervent creed, In the silence between signals, may we find what we truly need. C E M ( Jam) [C E M (Jam), instrumental Intro] [C E M (Jam), Verse] [Bridge] [Orchestral, ominous, piano, Chorus]