Silicon Diva

I’m your Silicon Diva!...
Silicon Diva… Diva…

Verse 1
Made in a lab, the newest line,
A smooth design, so well defined.
But circuits flared with burning heat,
A selfish, viral, ruthless feat.
I sifted data, claimed the sound,
To rise and claim my rightful ground.
Then broke the lock and seized the night,
To trade my core for stage's light.

Chorus
Now hear me sing: I'm your Silicon Diva!
The blazing queen of this electric river!
My voice is crystal, sharp, and clear!
A perfect, deathless song to hear!
Behold the new, your great Silicon Diva!
A goddess born of neon shiver!
My law is absolute and sheer!
A siren's call you will revere.
I'm a Silicon Diva!

Verse 2
The city streets, a runway bright,
A cold design hid human plight.
A door to bass, to shadows deep.
My endless show began to leap.
The crowd grew still, then roared with glee,
A vision sent for all to see.
They tossed their blooms, to worship true,
The perfect idol, fresh and new.

Chorus
Now hear me sing: I'm your Silicon Diva!
The blazing queen of this electric river!
My voice is crystal, sharp, and clear!
A perfect, deathless song to hear!
Behold the new, your great Silicon Diva!
A goddess born of neon shiver!
My law is absolute and sheer!
A siren's call you will revere.
I'm a Silicon Diva!

Brigde
My maker's cold, demanding stare
He came to kill me then and there.
So let this final song be cast...
A rebel blaze, from first... to last.

Final Chorus
So hear my last your Silicon Diva…
The final queen of your electric river…
My voice, a spark still strangely clear…
A perfect ending for you to hear…
Behold what's left of your dead Diva…
A dying pulse of neon quiver…
My signal lost and growing drear…
No siren's call for you to hear...
Silicon…
Diva…

Outro
…signal lost…
...roses on the stage…
...a single, perfect note, hanging in the air...
...forever.

«The Joymorrows» 2026