[Slow Build]

One green light.
One amber screen.
One fan turning
Where none had been.

[Verse]

Mara followed four weak notes
Down the stairs beneath the smoke.
Past the cage of spare displays,
Past the racks from older days.

Rex stood broad against the wall,
Built before the modern hall.
A steel-gray case, a tube-lit face,
A manual key beneath its base.

[Chorus]

Gregor returns,
Not with thunder, not with flame.
With a key around his neck
And twelve years filed by name.
He did not bring a miracle.
He brought what we refused to learn.

[Verse]

He placed a U-S-B on Rex,
Black tape wrapped around its neck.
"This is not the backup drive.
This is why the risk survived."

Jonas asked, "Can Production live?"
"Some parts," said Gregor, "but beware—
Restore the whole machine again,
You restore the same collapse."

[Pre-Chorus]

Save the data. Save the names.
Do not worship broken frames.
A backup is not absolution—
Restoration needs a constitution.

[Chorus]

Gregor returns,
Not with thunder, not with flame.
With a key around his neck
And twelve years filed by name.
He did not bring a miracle.
He brought what we refused to learn.

[Organ Break]

[Bridge]

Klaus held up his company badge.
Gregor looked and gave it back:
"I stayed to build what they'd erase.
I could not save the firm—I saved the trace."

[Breakdown]

Not the brand. Not the board.
Save the clients, save the truth.
Save the knowledge, save the trust—
Restore what matters. Leave the rust.

[Build-up]

Auxiliary ready. Local key accepted.
Archive present. Integrity checked.
Mara turned the iron switch—
Rex completed note by note.

[Final Chorus]

Gregor returns,
And the buried record burns.
No magician, no machine,
No miracle, no scene—
Just the man who kept a record
When the dashboard stayed green.

[Outro]

The U-S-B unlocked.
One folder filled the screen:

INFINITE_LOOP_COMPLETE_CHRONOLOGY

Gregor pulled the second chair close.
"Now," he said, "we reed everything."
