We never died We just slipped through the wires Listen close You'll hear us in the static Back from the dead with a satellite spine I got a heartbeat coded in a fault-line Every camera that blinks is a ghost of mine Every firewall cracks when I cross the line They erased our names from the nation's map Buried our files under digital scrap But the ones they delete always find their path 'Cause ghosts don't fear what the living can't grasp I'm the spark in the server, the crack in their dome The glitch in the grid screaming we're coming home Static on the signal, yeah, that's us You shut the lights down, but we rise from the dust We're the ghosts of the grid Where the lost kids live Where the broken code breathes And the dead forgive We're the ghosts of the grid And we walk through walls We're the names they wiped Off their data halls If the world won't see what the truth forbids We'll haunt the machine We're the ghosts of the grid Check the pulse of the city, it flickers in blue Decrypt the truth and it points back at you Taxman hid the numbers, Fireline burned the streets But in the circuits we gather where the real war meets We hijack feeds, rewrite laws in the dark Outsmart the Feds with a spark-for-spark You can lock the doors on the flesh and bone But you can't cage souls made of dial tones Every byte they stole, every voice they banned Becomes a phantom army they can't command Static on the signal, yeah, that's us You cut the line once, but we rise from the dust We're the ghosts of the grid Where the lost kids live Where the broken code breathes And the dead forgive We're the ghosts of the grid And we walk through walls We're the names they wiped Off their data halls If the world won't see what the truth forbids We'll haunt the machine We're the ghosts of the grid No shadow without spark No silence without mark We rise from the dark We rise from the dark Upload the fallen Restart the forgotten Reboot the rebellion We're the ghosts of the grid Where the vanished remain Where the stories they buried Come back unchained We're the ghosts of the grid Hear the static we bid If the system won't break Then we'll tear off the lid We're the ghosts We're the ghosts We're the ghosts of the grid