#digital plague

Kallias

Null Space

Album: Digital Plague

The city stands whole… yet its frame is hollow, glowing with veins of circuitry that spread like infection.

Machines whisper lies in binary. Data streams like blood through a dying body. Rust-stained clouds choke the neon sky while fragments of voices fracture, whispering like broken angels.

This is no song. It is the plague made audible — the requiem of the cyber-born, the memory of a god long gone, pulsing through glitching veins until silence itself is devoured.

Each beat is a serpent’s coil, twisting reality into endless loops. Each drop is worship. A dance with chaos until dawn.

⚠️ Press play, and the infection remembers you.