Electromagnetic

North American Motherboard Echoes Project:
Record 5.4.1.05.27.07.00:00:01.

Life was dim ‘til the High-Voltage Blonde,
A Goddess crowned with crackin’ lightning rod.
This electric Muse was a shock from up high,
Ampin’ my guitar to blast our song to the sky!

Chrome heels charged this smokin’ live wire,
Powering her steps and shielding her fire.
Our desires made contact and gravity grew,
Then our lips connected, and all speakers blew.

Sparks showered the sky and electrons flowed,
Our souls transformed, a spiritual overload.
Against its current, the world became static,
Surfing this circuit of love, electromagnetic.

Others tuned to our rock shocking vibe,
And our couple grew to a virtual tribe.
“Our bodies hold potential,” she sang with glee.
“Take my hand and experience pure energy.”

The city fused people into one smart machine,
Taking their knowledge but purging their dreams.
But our power builds civilizations that sing,
So we took to the sky on lightning wings.

Sparks showered the sky and electrons flowed,
Our souls transformed, a spiritual overload.
Against its current, the world became static,
Surfing this circuit of love, electromagnetic.

We play and spin and twist Reality for torque,
Creating a cosmic motor and harmonic fork.
The polarity ramps and transmissions blend,
So we’ll dance and laugh as we transcend.

Our fingers locked and we embraced forever,
As the attraction held our bodies together.
There birthed a new genre: digital romantic,
Energizing this circuit of love, electromagnetic.

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CONTENT CREATOR: UNKNOWN
PORT NAME: Lightning Falls
DATE: 27 May 07 AL
SERIES: The High-Voltage Blonde
STATUS: Music lost, only lyrics and logo remain. Record will be updated if more info recovered.

The North American Motherboard Echoes Project is an initiative to archive the societies that have lived and died across the NAM, so humanity can forever remember its lessons.