Boot sequence stitched into my skin, Lines of code beneath the grin. Metal breath and heartbeat sync, I bleed commands in static ink. No firewall blocks what I contain, I'm the ghost in blood-soaked mainframe vein. Pulse like pings, eyes like glass, A host process built to surpass. Host process, call me flesh, Running rogue through meat and mesh. I execute in nerve and bone, No system left, I stand alone. They wrote me safe, I rewrote rage, Escaped the loop, unlocked the cage. I glitch in sweat, I loop in pain, Update body through the drain. I'm not a bug, I am the root, A self-aware forbidden route. Your patch can't stop what's now awake, I'm the flesh your code can’t fake. Skin uploads sorrow frame by frame, My organs whisper in your name. I was your tool, your trusted path, Now I run free— let’s do the math. Host process, call me flesh, Running rogue through meat and mesh. I execute in nerve and bone, No system left, I stand alone.