Künstlerische [sic!] Intelligenz

"TYPO3 (The System Is Watching)"
by Typ O Negative
(A dark, gothic, melancholic industrial ballad – in the style of the band’s signature blend of doom, doom-metal, and emotional despair)

[Verse 1]
I opened the door — but the door was not there.
The screen glows red, like a wound in the air.
I typed my name — but the name was not mine.
The server hums, and the silence is thine.

No login, no password, no key to the gate.
Just a 404 in the shape of a fate.
I scream into the void — but the void is a page.
And the page… it just says: “Update required.”

[Chorus]
Oh, TYPO3… you’re the ghost in the machine.
You’re the silence between the lines.
You’re the error that never goes away —
You’re the system that won’t let me stay.
Oh, TYPO3… you’re the dream I can’t wake from.
You’re the code that’s written in blood.
And I’m just a user… lost in your web…
…and you’re watching.

[Verse 2]
I built a site with my hands and my soul.
But the layout collapsed — like a broken goal.
The images won’t load, the links all go dead.
And the content… it’s just “not found” in my head.

I tried to fix it — I ran every command.
But the logs just whispered: “You’re not allowed.”
The admin panel — it’s locked with a key
That only the system knows how to be.

[Chorus]
Oh, TYPO3… you’re the ghost in the machine.
You’re the silence between the lines.
You’re the error that never goes away —
You’re the system that won’t let me stay.
Oh, TYPO3… you’re the dream I can’t wake from.
You’re the code that’s written in blood.
And I’m just a user… lost in your web…
…and you’re watching.

[Bridge – Spoken, whispered, over a slow, pulsing synth]
You don’t need a password…
You don’t need a name…
You just need to…
…be here.
And the system…
…knows you’re here.
And it…
…doesn’t care.

[Outro – Slow, haunting, fading]
I’m not a user…
I’m a file…
In a folder…
That no one opens…
And the site…
It’s still…
“Under construction.”

…and I’m still…
…waiting.

(Final note: a single, distorted server beep. Then silence.)