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Woke up in silver and black ceramic skin
They rebuilt what was broken, but never asked if I’d fit in
Sarif’s smile says progress, the streets scream “freak
Gold circuitry humming where my heartbeat used to speak
Rain on Detroit concrete, washing blood and lies
Megan’s ghost in the data — every hack, every dive
Choices stack like bodies in the shadow of the tower
One punch, one hack, one choice — one more stolen hour
Glass eyes scanning faces, reading every tell
Humanity’s on clearance, going straight to hell
They offer wings of chrome, say “fly or fall behind
But every feather’s borrowed, every dream’s designed
Augmented Icarus — burning toward the light
Wings of steel and hubris tearing through the night
Never asked for this, never signed the line
But the fire feels familiar every goddamn time
Augmented Icarus — crash or rise, we choose
In the end the gods don’t win — it’s just the fuel we lose
Hengsha breathes electric, Lower City never sleeps
Tyrants in the alleys, Illuminati pulling strings so deep
Zhao’s penthouse windows frame a sun we’ll never touch
While the un-augmented burn and the rest just cost too much
Darrow’s voice on broadcast “We stole fire from above
Now the riots paint the streets in red and augmented love
I walk the razor’s edge between machine and man
Every upgrade whispers “You still don’t understand
Strength invites the tyrant, mercy invites the grave
Power’s just a drug that no one’s ever saved
They sell transcendence, but the price is always pain
And the mirror shows a stranger wearing my own face again
Augmented Icarus — burning toward the light
Wings of steel and hubris tearing through the night
Never asked for this, never signed the line
But the fire feels familiar every goddamn time
Augmented Icarus — crash or rise, we choose
In the end the gods don’t win — it’s just the fuel we lose
“It’s in our nature to rise above our limits
But what if the limit was the only thing that made us human?
What if progress is just another word for control?
What if I never asked… and they never cared?
Augmented Icarus — falling through the code
Wings melt in the signal overload
Every choice was scripted, every path a lie
Yet I still keep flying — ’cause at least I try
Augmented Icarus
Never asked for this
But I’ll burn before I bow
2027
The year we tried to become gods
And forgot how fragile even steel can be
