[Intro – synth pulse, low sub hum, distant scan-ping echo] One sig... unknown Hole’s fresh… life in the mist I slip in, cloaked and kissed by silence [Verse 1 – cold, controlled] I ride the grid like blood through vein Loki hull, Thukker brain No fleet, no fanfare, no damn name Just drift and scan in a cloak-born flame Pulse in the void, I taste the flow Tripwire tagged, but they don’t know Dirtbags chatter, think they clear But I’m that shimmer that disappears Six mids locked, cap tight sealed Core probe arcs and a shield rep feel You don’t see me, but I see you Thukker scout — I slip straight through [Chorus – deep bass, slowed delivery] Smoke line, trace the stars Loki ghostin’ past your scars No flash, no kill, just code and flame Thukker eyes, no one to name Cloak up, drift slow, let 'em talk I’m the shadow that maps your walk [Verse 2 – beat rising] I seen wormholes hum with blood I seen corpses float like broken flood I charted outposts built on greed But I don’t speak, I plant the seed I’m pinging mass while you toast your win Plotting exits, tracking kin If I light that cyno, war rains down But for now I drift, no crown, no sound Fuel stack low, but nerves run high Sleeper echoes and far-off cry Another system, another scan W H P D might want this plan [Chorus – harder, grime cut] Smoke line, trace the stars Thukker ghost with memory scars No sig too deep, no gate too wide I carve the dark and I don’t need pride Cloak up, drift slow, let 'em sleep I’m the wolf that counts your sheep [Bridge – ambient scan tones, whispered vocals] One sig… two… hole decay I mark the way, then melt away No locks, no leash, no blame to name But when it hits, remember my flame [Final Chorus – full subdrop, vocal echo] Smoke line, trace the stars Covert Loki between the bars Thukker scout in silence dressed The wild runs deep in my chest I map, I mark, then I’m gone again Smoke in holes, with a scanner’s pen [Outro – warp drone, heartbeat fade, cloak ping]
