1) A spark, a hum, a static glow, The current shifts, the power flows. A shadow moves behind the glass, A sudden flicker—gone too fast. A warning sign, a breath too deep, The wires sing, the circuits weep. You step too close, the air is thin, The hunt begins, the Jinn moves in. (Pre-Chorus) Lights stay on, the air runs cold, A force that never lost control. Step too far, don’t turn away, The Jinn gains speed—it’s here to stay. (Chorus) Faster now, don’t lose the light, Run too far, you’ll lose the fight. A flash, a hum, a ghost unseen— It moves too fast, too fast to flee. --- (Verse 2 electronics flicker) A radio buzz, a neon haze, A whispered threat inside the waves. Footsteps echo, floors don’t shake, The Jinn is near, but never breaks. Lights stay bright, the power hums, It knows your fear, it feeds, it runs. You hit the switch, but it won’t die, A force that thrives, electrified. (Pre-Chorus) Lights stay on, the air runs cold, A force that never lost control. Step too far, don’t turn away, The Jinn gains speed—it’s here to stay. (Chorus ) Faster now, don’t lose the light, Run too far, you’ll lose the fight. A flash, a hum, a ghost unseen— It moves too fast, too fast to flee. (Soft distorted whispers: "Run… Run… Too late…") (Bridge) A hand unseen, a breath too near, A current burns against your fear. You step, you fall, the charge is set— The Jinn moves fast—you won’t forget. (Instrumental moment – pulsing, erratic beats, like electricity surging through the track) --- (Verse 3) The circuits spark, the ceiling hums, A step too far, the hunt has come. The power holds, it never fades, The Jinn is here, it’s much too late. It moves too quick, the shadows break, A final flash, a last mistake. The wires crackle, the echoes wane, The Jinn remains inside the frame. (Final Chorus) Faster now, don’t lose the light, Run too far, you’ll lose the fight. A flash, a hum, a ghost unseen— It moves too fast, too fast to flee. (faint whisper, fading into electric static) "Too fast... too late..." --- --- (Verse 3) The circuits spark, the ceiling hums, A step too far, the hunt has come. The power holds, it never fades, The Jinn is here, it’s much too late. It moves too quick, the shadows break, A final flash, a last mistake. The wires crackle, the echoes wane, The Jinn remains inside the frame. (Final Chorus) Faster now, don’t lose the light, Run too far, you’ll lose the fight. A flash, a hum, a ghost unseen— It moves too fast, too fast to flee. (faint whisper, fading into electric static) "Too fast... too late..." ---
