# Humane

Build stamp: 2026-08-04T04:17:53Z

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## Track Facts

- Album: Friction Product (`friction-product`)
- Album status: locked 15-track album sequence
- Album frame: Doctrine / symbiote thesis / friction becoming form.
- Track number: 8
- Track status: locked
- Audio available: yes
- Audio URL: `/assets/albums/friction-product/audio/humane.mp3`
- Download URL: `/download/track/friction-product/humane`
- YouTube URL: `https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8lkEB5EP-OE`
- Lyrics available: yes
- Lyrics URL: `/assets/albums/friction-product/lyrics/humane.txt`
- SongBench available: yes
- SongBench JSON: `/friction-product/songbench/humane.json`
- SongBench versioned JSON: `/friction-product/songbench/humane.v0.4.json`
- SongBench Markdown: `/friction-product/songbench/humane.md`
- SongBench versioned Markdown: `/friction-product/songbench/humane.v0.4.md`
- JSON: `/friction-product/tracks/humane.json`

## Lyrics

```
[Verse 1]
They kiss the flesh like it's holy ground
Or trade their bones for a shining crown
One fears the wire, one wants the upgrade
I stand outside where the bargains get made

[Pre-Chorus]
I know the body breaks
I know the circuits lie
I've seen the old gods rot
In a cleaner disguise

[Chorus]
I'm not your meatbag messiah
Not your silicon son
I won't bow to the pasture
I won't kneel to the sun
If the future's a kingdom
Then I'm crossing the wire
Too human for the cold ones
Too strange for the choir

[Verse 2]
They sell escape in a polished tone
"Buy your land, get your sky, leave the old world alone"
They call it hope when the gates are gold
Same old hunger in a chrome new mold

[Pre-Chorus]
I know what power does
It smiles before it feeds
Wraps a knife in velvet
Calls appetite a creed

[Chorus]
I'm not your meatbag messiah
Not your silicon son
I won't bow to the pasture
I won't kneel to the sun
If the future's a kingdom
Then I'm crossing the wire
Too human for the cold ones
Too strange for the choir

[Bridge]
Keep your zoo
Keep your throne
Keep your dream of leaving home
I want fire
I want nerve
I want a world that people deserve

[Final Chorus]
I'm not your meatbag messiah
Not your silicon son
I walk out of the static
I refuse to be won
If the future is coming
Let it come through the mud
With the ghosts and the laughter
And the heat in the blood

[Outro]
Too human for the cold ones
Too strange for the choir
```