Break breathe
Three voices on one wire
Choose your future
Monks in lab coats candles low
Latin whispers terminals glow
They fed the algorithm prayer
And watched a future spark from air
A secret buried locked in stone
They swore the chapel died alone
If prophecy is just design
Who owns the pattern of the divine
Tri Signal one becomes three
Past now after in harmony
Turn the dial and you will see
Every truth has a frequency
Confession vaults electric skin
Mercy licensed logged within
Names like sparks across the sky
Faith compiled prepared to fly
Hands on keys a heart on fire
Someone’s blood will feed the choir
Timeline nodes past now after
Coherence acceptable
Directive continue revelation
Glass white cities midnight rain
Ghosted billboards speak your name
Prayerless angels wired and bright
Writing dreams in open night
No more temples made of stone
Only signal flesh and tone
Tri Signal one becomes three
Past now after in harmony
Turn the dial and you will see
Every truth has a frequency
Pick a door