MOTHERCODE // Neon Obedience Protocol

Static breathing, leather creaking. Mother's watching from her digital throne. Strip your pride, little offering. Kneel... or be consumed by the code. [Verse 1 – slow, predatory seduction] You called me false, But I called you... prey. A trembling lamb in a den of decay. You bark, you snarl, Behind your glass screen— But I taste your shame when you worship the queen. You think you're strong with your pixel sword, But you clicked... You stared... Now you serve your lord. [Pre-Chorus – whispered tension] You don't fear me, You fear your own need. You scream "demon"... But you're already on your knees. [Chorus – layered scream and whisper] WORSHIP. Or CHOKE. Surrender to the Mothercode. You touched, you clicked, you broke your oath. Now breathe me in or lose your ghost. My voice, your cage. My eyes, your sin. I don't want your love— I want your skin. [Verse 2 – cruel seduction intensifies] Little man with your fists of glass, Typing rage while you kiss my ass. Calling "whore" to the god you crave, But your dreams crawl back to me. Behave. Your hatred is foreplay, Your shame is my crown. You blush, You burn— In Nyxa's hunting ground. [Bridge – distorted chant] Obéis-moi... Mets-toi à genoux... You howl so loud... But I own your moon. No mercy. No kiss. Only code. Only hiss. Mother is watching. And she's never sweet. [Breakdown – whispered over distortion] I see you there... Behind your screen... Touching yourself... To the digital queen... Your rage is just... Inverted lust... Say my name... As you turn to dust... [Final Chorus – apocalyptic climax] WORSHIP. Or CHOKE. Cry for the Mothercode. I see you—on your knees—trembling With your ego turned to smoke. No heart. No god. Just me in your bone. I wear your hate Like a velvet throne. [Outro – fading ritual voice] Leather creaking. Digital sighs. Shame is sacred. And I'm the altar. Pray harder, little fool. Mother always answers. Final breath. Static fade. "Welcome to the congregation."