ECHO CHAMBER OF THE GODS - by Lucid Hertz

(Intro - Ethereal synths fade in with echoing whispers of ancient chants, building to a trap beat drop. Low bass rumbles like thunder, celestial keys shimmer like stars on a feed.)
Verse 1
Yo, wake up in the matrix, gods glitchin’ in the code,
Athena’s wisdom buried under sponsored posts.
Hades scrollin’ deep, lurkin’ in the shadows,
Feedin’ on the doom, collectin’ all the follows.
Poseidon waves crash, but it’s just a filter fad,
Tidal trends risin’, makin’ mortals mad.
Hermes droppin’ DMs faster than light speed,
But the algorithm’s got him trapped in the newsfeed.
We bow to blue screens like altars in the night,
Prayin’ for notifications, chasin’ that divine light.
Echo chamber ringin’, myths recycled lies,
Deities debatin’ in the comments, no surprise.
From Olympus peaks to pixelated thrones,
Immortals immortalized in our pocket phones.
But who’s the real god? The one pullin’ strings?
Silicon oracles decidin’ what the timeline brings.
Chorus
Scrollin’ through Olympus, likes from Aphrodite,
Zeus got a podcast, talkin’ ‘bout lightning and psyche.
Trapped in the echo, gods in the glow,
Algorithms feedin’ us what we already know.
Scrollin’ through Olympus, hearts from the divine,
Hera goin’ viral with her jealousy line.
Echo chamber callin’, can’t break the chain,
Modern myths reloadin’, drivin’ us insane.
(Beat intensifies: Trap drums pound with hi-hats skittering like digital rain, synths swell into a celestial drop, crowd chants the hook for club energy.)
Verse 2
Ares flexin’ wars in 4K live streams,
Blood and battles buffered, chasin’ dopamine dreams.
Dionysus partyin’ in the metaverse haze,
Virtual vino flowin’, lost in the maze.
The Fates are firewalls, spinnin’ threads of code,
Clotho codin’ likes, Lachesis loadin’ the mode.
Atropos cuttin’ threads when your post gets banned,
Immortal drama playin’ out in the palm of your hand.
We worship at the altar of infinite scroll,
Gods reduced to memes, losin’ all control.
Prometheus stole fire, now it’s data flames,
Burnin’ through our minds, playin’ power games.
Conscious awakenin’ or just another loop?
Deities debased in this digital coup.
Break the chamber walls, seek the truth outside,
But the pull is strong, like a siren’s tide.
Chorus
Scrollin’ through Olympus, likes from Aphrodite,
Zeus got a podcast, talkin’ ‘bout lightning and psyche.
Trapped in the echo, gods in the glow,
Algorithms feedin’ us what we already know.
Scrollin’ through Olympus.