Town of the Dead

[INTRO — LOW WHISPER / ATMOSPHERIC GUITAR] Don't look outside. Look closer. The thing you fear has learned your name. [VERSE 1 — DARK GUITAR RIFF] Concrete veins beneath the skin, Something rotten breathing in. Every window, every eye, Watching while the shadows multiply. They built the walls to keep us safe, Then taught the walls to know our face. We fed the mouth, we praised the teeth, Then wondered why it learned to eat. [PRE-CHORUS — BUILDING] Pull the thread. Watch it unravel. Say you're awake. Are you? [CHORUS — MASSIVE GUITAR RIFF] DEAD TOWN! WE BUILT IT! DEAD TOWN! WE LIVE IN IT! One hand points. One hand hides. One mouth speaks With two inside. DEAD TOWN! LOOK AROUND! DEAD TOWN! YOU ARE THE SOUND! [POST-CHORUS — GUITAR RIFF] Dead... Dead... Dead Town. [VERSE 2 — HEAVY GROOVE] A thousand prayers beneath the floor, A thousand locks behind one door. Every promise leaves a stain, Every answer feeds the question again. The righteous sharpen what they preach, The guilty practice what they teach. Everyone wants someone to blame So no one has to speak their name. [PRE-CHORUS — QUIET BUILD] Pull the thread. Watch it unravel. Call it truth. Call it whatever lets you sleep. [CHORUS — MASSIVE RETURNING GUITAR RIFF] DEAD TOWN! WE BUILT IT! DEAD TOWN! WE LIVE IN IT! One hand points. One hand hides. Two faces breathing Through the same disguise. DEAD TOWN! LOOK AROUND! DEAD TOWN! YOU ARE THE SOUND! [BRIDGE — ATMOSPHERIC / WHISPERED] What if the cage was never locked? What if the monster was only taught? What if the voice inside your head Wasn't yours... But you fed it anyway? [BUILD — DRUMS AND GUITAR RISING] Feed it. Name it. Crown it. Blame it. Feed it. Name it. Crown it. BECOME IT. [BREAKDOWN — EXTREME HEAVY GUITAR] I AM THE WALL. I AM THE WOUND. I AM THE HAND THAT TURNS THE SCREW. I AM THE SAINT. I AM THE SIN. I AM THE DOOR. LET ME IN. [FINAL CHORUS — HUGE / CATCHY GUITAR RIFF] DEAD TOWN! WE BUILT IT! DEAD TOWN! WE LIVE IN IT! Two eyes watching. Two mouths lie. Two sides breathing Through the same disguise. DEAD TOWN! BURN IT DOWN! DEAD TOWN! WHO'S LEFT NOW? [FINAL CHORUS — BIGGER VOCALS] DEAD TOWN! WE BUILT IT! DEAD TOWN! WE LIVE IN IT! One hand points! One hand hides! Two faces! Same disguise! DEAD TOWN! LOOK AROUND! DEAD TOWN! YOU ARE THE SOUND! [EXTENDED ELECTRIC GUITAR SOLO — 45-60 SECONDS] [INSTRUMENTAL — HAUNTING GUITAR SOLO BUILDS INTO AN EXPLOSIVE CLIMAX] [FINAL GUITAR NOTE — SUSTAIN] [HARD STOP] [WHISPER] Don't look outside... Look closer. [END]