(Intro - A rapid, grating sound of multiple voices talking over each other is instantly silenced by a massive, distorted synth/guitar hit. The beat drops in with a furious, syncopated rhythm.) (Gm) (Eb) (Bb) (F) (Spoken, low voice, dripping with contempt): Yeah. You've had your turn. Now this is the final command. (Verse 1 - Rap Flow: The Endless Noise) (Gm) The air is thick with the sound of your pointless spit and your breath (Eb) Talking just to talk, man, talking just to cheat death with your mess (Bb) Filling up the space with the clutter of your trivial thoughts and lies (F) I see the desperate need for attention reflected in your eyes and your sighs! (Gm) You got an opinion on everything, but the substance is thin and weak (Eb) Every statement is hollow, every conversation is a leak that you seek (Bb) You prioritize the volume over the value of absolute sense and worth (F) I'm sick of the chatter that pollutes the damn air right here on this earth! (Gm) The filter is broken, the circuit's fried and gone (Eb) You preach through the sunset, talkin' right through the damn dawn of the morning (Bb) I need the silence, I need the zero point, the moment of grace (F) Before I tear the speakers out and smash this whole fucking place! (Pre-Chorus - The tempo pushes faster. The riff becomes piercing. The vocal shifts to a sustained, raw scream.) (Eb) Your volume is maxed out! Your voice is a weapon of waste! (Bb) I REFUSE TO LISTEN! I REFUSE TO TASTE! (F) THE LIES! THE DRAMA! THE TRIVIAL FIGHT! (Gm) SHUT THE FUCK UP! AND GIVE ME BACK THE LIGHT! (Chorus - Screamo Vocals dominate. The music hits maximum, chaotic force, punishing and relentless.) (Gm) (Eb) (Bb) (F) (SCREAMED): SHUT THE FUCK UP! YOUR TIME IS OVER NOW! (Gm) (Eb) (Bb) (F) I'M PULLING THE WIRES! I REFUSE TO BOW! (Gm) (Eb) (Bb) (F) I NEED THE ABSOLUTE QUIET! THE DEFIANCE OF SOUND! (Gm) (Eb) (Bb) (F) YOUR VOICE IS A VIRUS! GET OUT OF MY GROUND! (Verse 2 - Screamo Rap Flow: The Command) (Gm) I got real things to worry about, real mountains to climb and to scale (Eb) While you're over there gossiping about a damn meaningless detail that will fail (Bb) You confuse noise with power, you confuse talking with truth and with might (F) But the strongest statement is the silence that consumes all your shouting and light! (Gm) I'm done with the polite nod, done with the fake smile and the act (Eb) This is the ultimate order, the final, brutal fact that is backed by fury (Bb) I'm turning off the microphone, I'm unplugging the whole damn stage (F) Putting you back in your pathetic, little, silent cage and age of shame! (Breakdown - Music slams into a slow, heavy, suffocating rhythm. The beat is crushing and mechanical. The music is cut by a sudden, sharp, sustained electronic tone.) (Eb) (Growled): MUTE! THE! OUTPUT! (Bb) (Growled): MUTE THE LIES! (F) (Growled): MUTE THE NOISE! (Gm) (SCREAMED, long and agonizing): I NEED ABSOLUTE QUIET! (The music slams back into speed) (Chorus - Final, overwhelming, brutal assault. Maximum vocal and instrumental intensity.) (Gm) (Eb) (Bb) (F) (SCREAMED): SHUT THE FUCK UP! YOUR TIME IS OVER NOW! (Gm) (Eb) (Bb) (F) I'M PULLING THE WIRES! I REFUSE TO BOW! (Gm) (Eb) (Bb) (F) I NEED THE ABSOLUTE QUIET! THE DEFIANCE OF SOUND! (Gm) (Eb) (Bb) (F) YOUR VOICE IS A VIRUS! GET OUT OF MY GROUND! (Outro - The fast, mechanical beat continues, accelerating and fading out into a single, grinding guitar note and then immediate silence.) (Gm) (Eb) (Bb) (F) (SCREAMED): SILENCE! NOW! (Gm) (Eb) (Bb) (F) (Abrupt silence.)
