[Intro: High-Speed Tech-Death] (Stuttering machine-gun riffs, rapid double kick) (Guttural roaring) Target locked! The grid runs red! Hypersonic kinetic rounds aiming for the head! [Verse 1: Chaotic Mathcore] Dive behind the granite, the Plaza of the Old Kargen’s masterpiece, the Sisters of the Cold Four women kneeling, holding up the weight The Elves call it sorrow, the Elves call it fate. But look at the geometry! Look at the stone! The Neanderthal carved a threat into the bone! [Pre-Chorus: Shifting Time Signatures] (Frantic whispers and harsh growls) Feet planted at the angle of attack. Fingers hooked inward, breaking the back. Not a plea for peace. A posture to push! [Chorus: Blistering Black Metal] (Relentless blast beats, aggressive tremolo picking) No more running! No more prey! Let the Trinoc vision guide the violent way! Calculate the vectors, the velocity, the wind! This is where the corporate massacre begins! Shoot the empty air! Watch the rotors break! Tear them in half for the Mid-Sprawl's sake! [Outro: Heavy Groove/Djent] (Slow, crushing rhythmic chugs) Target painted. Let them see us coming. Let them see us coming.
