SWBEATS @ SUNO • 2026 • 😎 (throat clears, heavy breath) The local congregation masquerades in Sunday white Peddling their malice under broad daylight Every venomous glance and superficial grin Just another layer to this monument of sin I’ve tolerated the murmurs, the clandestine deceit Bleeding my patience dry upon this barren concrete There is no salvation hidden in this dust Merely corroded morals and inevitable rust I am severing the tether, packing up my steel This settlement was drafted by a brimstone hand Devil’s architecture cursed upon the sand I am gathering my armaments, securing the payload Turning my back on this malevolent road Let the hellfire consume what the hypocrites built Neighbors whispering judgment from their pristine porches Ignorant villagers wielding invisible torches Their provincial minds confined by righteous dread While I tally the ammunition underneath my bed I refuse to perish in this suffocating cage The atmosphere is toxic, heavy with decay No rational man would ever choose to stay I am pulling the trigger on my own exodus This wretched borough was erected by a fiendish hand Devil’s architecture woven through the land I have loaded the chambers, strapped down the freight Leaving these vultures to their miserable fate Let the inferno devour what their arrogance built I owe no allegiance to a sanctuary of lies Dusting off my boots beneath the copper skies The saddle is heavy, but the conscience remains clear Nothing left to harvest but the lingering fear Yes, this forsaken valley was sculpted by his hand Devil’s architecture cursing every grain of sand My arsenal is ready, the departure is set A solitary rider leaving zero regret Let the ashes inherit what their vanity built Zero regret. Just the sound of the dirt. (spits)
