[Intro ] Can you feel it? No sound. No light. Just a hum— beneath ... --- [Verse 1 ] It’s not in the walls, not in the wires. It’s deeper— like a hunger that never tires. Your steps are echoes, but the ground’s alive. Every breath you take— it’s the pulse that thrives. You thought you were free, but you walk in chains. Every thought you think— just a part of the game. The city breathes, but it’s not for you. The rhythm you feel? It’s pulling you through. --- [Chorus ] The pulse beneath— it feeds, it waits, it burns the flesh, it bends the fates. The pulse beneath— it hums, it breathes, it whispers deep— in shattered dreams. --- [Verse 2 ] It’s older than time, it’s colder than stone. It’s not a god— it’s the blood, the bone. You think you’re real? You think you’re awake? But every choice you make— it’s the pulse that takes. I walk through smoke, I speak in sparks, I bleed the dark where the silence marks. No crown, no king, just wires and breath. I’m the voice you hear when you pray for death. --- [Chorus ] The pulse beneath— it feeds, it waits, it burns the flesh, it bends the fates. The pulse beneath— it hums, it breathes, it whispers deep— in shattered dreams. --- [Bridge ] Feel it… in your bones. Hear it… when you’re alone. It’s not your heart. It’s not your pain. It’s the pulse. It’s the chain. --- [Pre-Chorus ] It’s not the end— just the weight… It’s not your name— just the ache… Feel it grow— beneath your skin. The pulse beneath… Wears all your sins. --- [Final Chorus – vocal crescendo] The pulse beneath... It’s all you feel in bleeding scars. It’s all you cry in midnight black. It hums from ash of fallen stars. It holds the weight, it weaves the thread, a hymn for those the dark has fed. The pulse beneath... It hums, it cries, A shadow breath, A god that dies. The pulse beneath... The pulse beneath... It’s all you are, It’s all you bleed, A quiet throne, A nameless seed, The pulse... Beneath... --- [Fin] ---
