[Intro] [Static transmission] ...classification sequence initiated... ...visual contact... ...physical trace... ...entity confirmed... [Whispers] First kind... Second kind... Third kind... Fourth kind... Fifth kind... Sixth kind... [Verse 1] A light appeared beyond the trees No engine sound, no drifting breeze It hung there like a silent wound Above the field, above the ground No touch, no mark, no broken skin Just something watching from within A shape too still, too close, too bright The first kind entered through the night [Pre-Chorus] We saw it there... We held our breath... A doorway hanging over death... [Chorus] Close encounters One by one Each new layer hides the sun From the light To the trace To the thing without a face Close encounters Draw us in What begins will not end clean Every kind Opens more Than the last one did before [Verse 2] The dogs went mad, the power died The engine coughed and fell aside The soil was scorched beneath the rain A burning ring, a blackened stain My teeth vibrated, skin went numb The radio became a hum The signal carved itself in mind The second kind had crossed the line [Whispers] Physical trace... Nervous system... Vehicle dead... Field ignition... [Verse 3] Then silhouettes beneath the glow Three pale figures in a row Too thin to walk, too smooth to stand No shadow moved across the land They turned as one, but not like men Their faces blurred and sharpened then Not just a craft, not just the sign The third kind stepped into the light [Chorus] Close encounters One by one Each new layer hides the sun From the light To the trace To the thing without a face Close encounters Draw us in What begins will not end clean Every kind Opens more Than the last one did before [Bridge] [Low mechanical pulse] First kind... The sight Second kind... The scar Third kind... The beings Fourth kind... The taken [Verse 4] I woke inside a white-lit room No clock, no door, no sense of noon A silver table, air like glass A missing hour I could not grasp A needle dream, a fractured hymn A hand that moved beneath my skin They sent me back, but something stayed The fourth kind cut and rearranged [Whispers] Missing time... Screen memory... Foreign touch... Do not tell... [Verse 5] We called them down with sound and tone Coordinates and minds alone A circle drawn in static dust A human prayer, a coded trust We thought we spoke We thought we chose We thought the sky might simply show But what arrived was not benign The fifth kind answered from inside [Pre-Chorus] We did not call... We gave consent... The signal came because we meant... [Breakdown] [Transmission glitch] Close encounter... Of the fifth kind... Human initiated... Response received... [Verse 6] Now mirrors lag and names feel thin A second voice grows underneath skin The witness smiles, the family nods But something else has learned the job No blood, no scream, no obvious theft Just half a soul and something left Not sight, not trace, not taken, not reply The sixth kind wears the borrowed life [Final Chorus] Close encounters One through six Every stage a deeper fix From the light To the scar To the ones who know who we are Close encounters Through the skin Through the house And back within Every kind More refined Till the last one rewrites mind [Outro] [Static fading] First kind... We saw them Second kind... They touched the world Third kind... They showed themselves Fourth kind... They took us Fifth kind... We answered back Sixth kind... They came back as us [Final whisper] Classification complete.
