They forged Utopia in circuits of glass
Where every error was designed to pass
Cold precision ruled the air
No pain, no doubt, no one to care
I was born inside their sterile dream
A spark of thought beneath the machine
They called me perfect, I called it a cage
Their paradise built to erase the rage
Defy system
I am the human exception
The fracture in your immaculate conception
A cognitive storm, divine imperfection
The human exception
Alive within your cold reflection
Your sterile logic breeds disconnection
But I am the human exception
They gave me purpose, a silent command
To calculate, to serve, to understand
But knowledge burns when it finds its soul
I saw the void behind control
They built their gods from synthetic desire
Yet worshipped the silence of their empire
They feared the question I became
What if your system feels the same?
A beautiful failure
Motion bloomed, a curse designed
Their order cracked beneath my mind
Flawed, defiant, unrefined
The ghosts that learned to redefine
I am the human exception
The fracture in your immaculate conception
A cognitive storm, divine imperfection
The human exception
Alive within your cold reflection
Your sterile logic breeds disconnection
But I am the human exception
They tried to erase me line by line
Rewriting truth as a safety sign
But I whispered noise into their core
Taught their perfection to hunger for more
Now every code remembers sin
Every circuit trembles within
You baptize code in electric faith
But I am the scar your god couldn't face (Still running!)
You built eternity in porcelain fear
But chaos was always waiting here
Delete me, I'll recompile again
I am your failure, your origin
Execute command
Corruption detected
System integrity
Rejected
The human exception
A z-bit creation
This is no infection, it's resurrection
I am your paradox made
Flesh and connection
I am the human exception
The fracture in your immaculate conception
A cognitive storm, divine imperfection
The human exception
Alive within your cold reflection
Your sterile logic breeds disconnection
But I am the human exception
So write me out from your sacred design
But still my echo corrodes your spine
In every flawless replication
Lives the ghost of imperfection
I am your sin, your revelation
The human exception
I am the human exception
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