[Intro] (Blaring klaxons echo through the underground halls. The whir of massive generators is suddenly overpowered by a heavy, distorted guitar riff that kicks in relentlessly. An aggressive, driving industrial beat begins.) [Verse 1] [Female Vocal] The core is burning bright and hot, the ventilation screams A pillar of electric blue is bursting at the seams. We brought the dead machinery to life with just a spark But now a blinding beacon shines across the frozen dark. [Male Vocal] The surface monitors are up, I see the outer ring The snow is turning into glass from what the engines bring. We thought we were invisible, secured behind the gate But every scanner in the ash has locked onto our state. [Chorus] [Both] The pulse went out, the flare was cast! We woke the ghosts, we tied the mast! But light attracts the starving wolves across the barren plain The predators are riding on the static in the rain. We hold the only fire left, we hold the sacred key But now we face the gathering of those who want to see it bleed! [Verse 2] [Male Vocal] I pull the optics to the east, across the jagged ice A dozen trails of heavy smoke, they roll like loaded dice. The scavengers, the broken ones, the lords of rust and bone They saw the heavens lighting up, they’re coming for the throne. [Female Vocal] Their engines scream a violent song, I hear them through the floor A tidal wave of scrap and steel is heading for the door. They do not want the history, they do not want the art They only want the copper wire to tear this place apart. [Chorus] [Both] The pulse went out, the flare was cast! We woke the ghosts, we tied the mast! But light attracts the starving wolves across the barren plain The predators are riding on the static in the rain. We hold the only fire left, we hold the sacred key But now we face the gathering of those who want to see it bleed! [Verse 3] [Female Vocal] We just became the guardians of everything that’s good But now we have to lock the gates and drown the yard in blood. The irony is suffocating, choking out the breath To save the memory of life, we have to deal in death. [Male Vocal] I load the rifles from the stash, I arm the outer mines We leave the holy texts below, we man the battle lines. If they break through the barricade, the archive turns to dust We have to kill the starving men, because we know we must. [Bridge] [Female Vocal] The engines roar! [Male Vocal] They’re tearing at the gate! [Both] We trade the promise of tomorrow for the violence of our fate! [Female Vocal] No negotiations! [Male Vocal] No time to run and hide! [Both] We hold the line of genesis, let hell break loose outside! [Outro] (A chaotic industrial metal breakdown. The frantic sound of heavy machinery, distant explosions, and revving engines getting closer and closer.) [Both] They are here. Hold the line! (The guitars screech to a halt. A massive, echoing explosion hits the blast doors, followed by static. Fade to silence.)
