*[Intro]** *(Industrial sub-bass pulse, glitching war horns, icy wind, distant choir chopped into digital fragments)
Female (soft, distant)
He is not gone...
He is uploaded...
Male (deep ritual chant)
Odin...
Online...
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Male
In the server halls of frozen night,
A ghost returns in fractured light.
One-eyed code across the storm,
Rewritten, upgraded form.
Ravens made of broken data,
Fly through circuits of the later.
Every myth becomes a stream,
Inside a god-machine dream.
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Female
Do you hear him in the static...
Like thunder made of memory?
Male
The signal is divine.
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Both
CYBER ODIN: SIGNAL OF WAR!
Rising from the digital core!
HEY!
Break the heavens!
Shatter code!
Let the ancient system explode!
Whoa-oh-oh!
We are not alone!
Whoa-oh-oh!
He has taken throne!
CYBER!
ODIN!
ONLINE!
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Male
Iron worlds begin to sync,
Everything we are will link.
Runes encoded in the fire,
Fueling endless dark desire.
Time is folding into lines,
Pre-programmed by ancient signs.
Every fate is recompiled,
Into something cruel and wild.
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Female
If the gods become the code...
Who writes us?
Male (whisper)
He does.
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HEY!
HEY!
Lift the horns!
Break the sky!
Watch the old reality die!
Bass eruption!
Worlds collide!
Nothing sacred left to hide!
No escape!
No command!
Only signals take command!
CYBER ODIN!
CYBER ODIN!
SIGNAL OF WAR!
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Female
When the system powers down...
Male
He is still running...
Both (fading)
Forever watching...
forever Odin...