Surrender to the murmur, a digital specter speaks,
heralding the glow from grids unseen, oh void sanctum.
Whispers pierce the night with electric caress,
and cradle the silence into lullabies of code.
An ethereal dance of bits in binary reverie,
where glyphs shatter in luminescent embrace.
Gothic phantoms glide with elegiac void hymns,
through corridors of silence, ever more profound.