TITLE: The Book of the Watchers — 1 of 5 ALBUM: Songs of Enoch ARTIST: Praxis & Blackdraft DURATION: ~5:42 BPM: ~118 GENRE: Dark Electronic Rock [Intro] There was a boundary. It held. Until it didn’t. [Verse] They were appointed to observe, not interfere Stationed above the line, the air stayed clear They watched the daughters of men below And wanted what they were never owed They spoke in private, sealed the pact Swore an oath so none could walk it back Descent wasn’t chaos, it was planned Feet on soil, not slipping—they chose to land [Verse] They took wives without permission or delay Pulled heaven down into a human bed What wasn’t theirs, they claimed by force Not hunger—decision set the course And once they crossed, they didn’t stop One line erased, then another dropped What should stay hidden was dragged to light And taught like craft, not wrong or right [Pre-Chorus] Steel was named before it was swung Words were bent before they were sung The world learned fast what it shouldn’t know And no one asked where the limits go [Chorus] This wasn’t temptation, this was instruction Not a fall—a fucking introduction They didn’t whisper, they didn’t warn They taught the knife, the spell, the form Hands got dirty, minds got sharp History cracked at the structural part Nothing divine about what they gave Just tools that dig an early grave [Verse] They taught the blade and how to aim They taught enchantment, taught the name Of roots that rot and words that bind They taught corruption step by line The earth took blood, the sky went thin Giants rose from that first sin Not myth—consequence grown tall What happens when the watchers fall [Bridge] This wasn’t chaos. It was sequence. Action logged. Violation indexed. [Verse] Cries went up from what was made From flesh outmatched by what they trained The ground itself began to speak Of violence layered, week by week And those assigned to watch the scale Saw it tip, saw order fail The report was filed. The line was crossed. What comes next Is not a loss. [Chorus] This wasn’t passion, this was breach A syllabus no one should teach Once the lesson left their hands It rewrote men, it burned the land The damage isn’t what you see It’s what they taught humanity Because after that Nothing stays pure— And knowledge Doesn’t stay contained. [Outro] What they taught us Didn’t end with them. [End]
