Dmitry RuseckyPulse Silence The reflection - not yours Mirror light, a scorched terrain I move through static, cold domain The world exhales in silent grey No warmth, no end, no play I am the glitch Why am I the glitch? Without a system Look close - Don't blink This moment - A sharpened brink Say nothing - Hold still All has spoken Through my will Who are you? When it all shuts down? I am the glitch I am the glitch Without a system Glitch Why am I the glitch? Why am I that stage? Why am I the glitch? Without a system No center No name Only rhythm Only frame You seek the door - I'm past the gate This field is mine Unshared Innate Who are you? When it all shuts down? I am the glitch Mirror light, a scorched terrain Move through static, no warmth no name I am the glitch Without a system I am the glitch Without a system I am the glitch