Architects of the Fall

[Intro] [Audio texture of crumbling concrete, looping acoustic guitar with heavy tape delay] [Deep male baritone] We drew the lines. We poured the foundation. [Verse 1] [Mechanical drum break kicks in, distorted bassline pulses] We watched the mortar dry and crack across the seam We compromised the pillars of a fragile dream The blueprints were defective right from day one A calculated ruin underneath the sun We ignored the heavy stress upon the iron beam Choosing to remain inside a quiet scheme A deliberate neglect of the structural core We didn't want to carry the weight anymore I feel the ceiling sagging in the master suite The pavement is buckling out on the street [Pre-Chorus] [Ethereal female wail in the background, synth layers thicken] It isn't an accident. It isn't a mistake. We knew exactly how much the foundation could take. [Chorus] [Cinematic strings swell, rhythm becomes dense and aggressive] We are the architects of the fall Watching the fracture run up the wall We engineered the gravity, we drafted the descent We cataloged exactly where the oxygen went No sudden disaster, no act of God Just a beautifully constructed and domestic fraud We stand in the center and welcome the crash Designing a kingdom of mortar and ash [Verse 2] [Bassline drops an octave, gritty and overwhelming] You filed down the joists, I weakened the brace We orchestrated failure with a poker face The plumbing is weeping, the wiring is dead A canopy of absolute and silent dread We sit at the table and drink the cold tea Pretending the collapse is an anomaly But I saw you with the hammer in the dead of night Making sure the demolition timeline was right [Pre-Chorus] [Ethereal female wail in the background, synth layers thicken] It isn't an accident. It isn't a mistake. We knew exactly how much the foundation could take. [Chorus] [Cinematic strings swell, rhythm becomes dense and aggressive] We are the architects of the fall Watching the fracture run up the wall We engineered the gravity, we drafted the descent We cataloged exactly where the oxygen went No sudden disaster, no act of God Just a beautifully constructed and domestic fraud We stand in the center and welcome the crash Designing a kingdom of mortar and ash [Outro] [Rhythm tracks drop out, leaving strings and metallic groans] [Male baritone] Timber. Watch your head. [Massive echoing crash sound effect, fading into dust]