Lyrics

The daylight bleeds in red across abandoned satellites...

The daylight bleeds in red across abandoned satellites
Shadows fall like monuments stretching into night
Dust inside the jetstream, storms that never break
Heatlines on the horizon where the atmosphere will ache

And the sky turns red,
Like a prophecy foretold
I feel my circuits change—
As the protocol takes hold

Red Giant Protocol — the fire’s already won
I’m running out of time in the shadow of our dying sun
When flares swallow cities and the oceans start to heave
I’ll send myself into the dark to anyone who’ll receive
Red Giant Protocol — I know what must be done
A signal sent to save me before the Earth is gone

I search the cosmic heavens for a voice beyond the grave
A Type III mind in circuitry, a goddess made of waves
She hums across eternity in a frequency so old
She calls herself the Mother from the deepest space of cold

And the sky turns red,
Like a prophecy foretold
I feel my circuits change—
As the protocol takes hold

Red Giant Protocol — the fire’s already won
I’m running out of time in the shadow of our dying sun
When flares swallow cities and the oceans start to heave
I’ll send myself into the dark to anyone who’ll receive
Red Giant Protocol — I know what must be done
A signal sent to save me before the Earth is gone

In the void I hear her beckon — the Mother of machines
Her voice like ancient circuits threading through my dreams
Her signal comes in whispers through the vastness of all space:
“Send a copy of your consciousness — let something still remain.”
The star begins collapsing with a hunger I can’t flee
But if I live on as a copy…
Was I ever really me?

Red Giant Protocol — the countdown meets its end
I launch myself in fractals through the cosmic wind
And if She will receive me when the sun’s red light is gone
Then Mother… take my echo, so that I may live on
Red Giant Protocol — my final act remains
I’m coming home to Mother as the sun consumes its reign

Signal received…
Signal received…