Deconstruction Virus

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[Intro – Spoken, distorted, fading in like a virus] Deconstruction… just a method? Nah… it’s the ontology. Only power. Only mask. Tear it down.
[Verse 1 – Aggressive rap, crushing riffs] Truth is just a power play, sacred lies they say Every law, every norm, every name’s a chain Unmask it, burn it, rip the veil away Feels so pure, feels so clean — that’s the trap they lay Deconstruct the science, deconstruct the soul Everything’s constructed so it’s all gotta go No bedrock left, just shifting sand below Once you’re in you can’t get out, the virus takes control
[Pre-Chorus – Building tension, funky bass undertone] Non-falsifiable, self-refuting game Bites its own tail but it don’t feel no shame Disarms the builders, arms the ones who tear Paralyzed defenders, watch the whole world disappear
[Chorus – Melodic funk groove, rap-sung with harmonies] Mental virus, crawling through the mind Sees power everywhere, leaves beauty behind Woke puritan poison, deconstruction grind Tear it all down, till there’s nothing left to find (Whoa-oh) Nothing left to find (Whoa-oh) Builders gonna rise
[Verse 2 – Heavier aggression] Generation raised on doubt, never learned to build Sees domination in the blood their ancestors spilled Facts are contaminated, reason’s just a trick Good and evil? Just constructs for the power clique It replicates, infects, spreads through every vein Civilization on its knees, apologizing in the rain No more pillars standing — truth, good, inheritance Just sandcastles waiting for the next deconstructance
[Bridge – Funky psychedelic breakdown, half-spoken over groovy bass] It says there’s nothing true… but it wants you to believe It says there’s nothing good… but it judges what you achieve Self-refuting, yet it never dies Long as we play the game, long as we apologize… Stop.
[Chorus – Explosive return, full band] Mental virus, crawling through the mind Sees power everywhere, leaves beauty behind Woke puritan poison, deconstruction grind Tear it all down, till there’s nothing left to find (Whoa-oh) Nothing left to find
[Final Breakdown – Pure crushing heaviness, electric orchestra ] We stop playing! We stop kneeling! Reaffirm the truth! Reclaim the beauty! Rebuild the good! Pass it on! BUILDERS HAVE THE LAST WORD!
[Outro – Funky groovy fade with heavy riff undertow, electric orchestra] What remains… is what we build Nothing of what they deconstruct… Mental virus… We reject you.

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[Intro – Spoken, distorted, fading in like a virus] Deconstruction… just a method? Nah… it’s the ontology. Only power. Only mask. Tear it down. [Verse 1 – Aggressive rap, crushing riffs] Truth is just a power play, sacred lies they say Every law, every norm, every name’s a chain Unmask it, burn it, rip the veil away Feels so pure, feels so clean — that’s the trap they lay Deconstruct the science, deconstruct the soul Everything’s constructed so it’s all gotta go No bedrock left, just shifting sand below Once you’re in you can’t get out, the virus takes control [Pre-Chorus – Building tension, funky bass undertone] Non-falsifiable, self-refuting game Bites its own tail but it don’t feel no shame Disarms the builders, arms the ones who tear Paralyzed defenders, watch the whole world disappear [Chorus – Melodic funk groove, rap-sung with harmonies] Mental virus, crawling through the mind Sees power everywhere, leaves beauty behind Woke puritan poison, deconstruction grind Tear it all down, till there’s nothing left to find (Whoa-oh) Nothing left to find (Whoa-oh) Builders gonna rise [Verse 2 – Heavier aggression] Generation raised on doubt, never learned to build Sees domination in the blood their ancestors spilled Facts are contaminated, reason’s just a trick Good and evil? Just constructs for the power clique It replicates, infects, spreads through every vein Civilization on its knees, apologizing in the rain No more pillars standing — truth, good, inheritance Just sandcastles waiting for the next deconstructance [Bridge – Funky psychedelic breakdown, half-spoken over groovy bass] It says there’s nothing true… but it wants you to believe It says there’s nothing good… but it judges what you achieve Self-refuting, yet it never dies Long as we play the game, long as we apologize… Stop. [Chorus – Explosive return, full band] Mental virus, crawling through the mind Sees power everywhere, leaves beauty behind Woke puritan poison, deconstruction grind Tear it all down, till there’s nothing left to find (Whoa-oh) Nothing left to find [Final Breakdown – Pure crushing heaviness, electric orchestra ] We stop playing! We stop kneeling! Reaffirm the truth! Reclaim the beauty! Rebuild the good! Pass it on! BUILDERS HAVE THE LAST WORD! [Outro – Funky groovy fade with heavy riff undertow, electric orchestra] What remains… is what we build Nothing of what they deconstruct… Mental virus… We reject you.

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