[Intro – low, gritty whisper] Breathe it in. The city feeds again. Sweet rot on my tongue— we built this taste together. [Verse 1 – fast, rhythmic rap] Concrete veins hum static lies, neon drips from corporate skies. I drink the glow, it burns my throat, truth’s a drug we overdose. Billboards preach the gospel of skin, paper saints with plastic sins. Every mouth’s a loaded gun, every prayer a marketing run. Feed me noise, feed me shame, turn my blood into your flame. I’m the son of your progress dream, wired and hollow, born to scream. [Pre-Chorus – whispered, hypnotic] Can you taste it? Sweet, black, bitter. We all drink it. We all shiver. [Chorus – shouted, distorted, anthem-like] BLACK MILK — pour it down my spine! Fuel the beast you made inside! Drink the world, let the poison bloom, I’m your mirror, your perfect wound! [Verse 2 – faster, breathless flow] Factories bleed into the sea, newsfeed veins inject in me. Children scrolling, eyes of glass, learning how to fade fast. God’s in a briefcase, faith’s on loan, we rent our souls by megaphone. Angels stream in 4K sin, devils sell the login in. I choke on comfort, drown in pride, smiling dead, still verified. You want heroes? Raise your screens, we’ll burn alive in dopamine. [Pre-Chorus – murmured, taunting] Can you hear it? The pulse we fake. It tastes like sugar, it feels like ache. [Chorus – screamed, doubled vocals] BLACK MILK — pour it down my spine! Fuel the beast you made inside! Drink the world, let the poison bloom, I’m your mirror, your perfect wound! [Bridge – sung, melodic, wide reverb] (voice clean, powerful) I wanted light, you gave me static, I wanted love, you sold me panic. Now I shine in ultraviolet lies, a halo built from alibis. (guitar solo rips through the mix — feedback, bending notes, chaos swelling) [Final Chorus – explosive, layered screams] BLACK MILK — pour it down my spine! Feed the void, make it divine! Raise your cups to the end of truth— we are the gods of residue! [Outro – spoken, exhausted] Drink up. It’s all that’s left.
