------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ____ __Д.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,Д.,.,.,.,.,.,.,_ \ \ \_/_\ -o === ------ ;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;▄▄▄▄▄▄ /_----- / /(/_)‾‾‾ ██/‾‾ {_/‾ " " (_-___}---------------------------------------------------- /__/ {██} ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [Spoken Intro] "Target’s clear." "Hold breath." "No noise." [WHISPERING] "Silence" [Verse 1] I sleep with my eyes half-open, trust is a word that’s broken. Chrome sun, cut through the haze, I see the city’s dying face. Old cars rust, dreams decay, I learned to live the wasteland way. No heroes left, no rules to keep, just the ground and what’s beneath. [Pre-Chorus] One blink slow (yeah), heartbeat low (low). Scope on glass, I let it go. (let it go) [Chorus – with adlibs] I’m the Shadow in the wasteland wind (wind!) steady hands where the cracks begin. (steady!) Every shot’s a word I speak (speak!) from miles away, it cuts too deep. (too deep!) Queens don’t crawl, we calibrate (yeah!) steel and grit decide our fate. (fate!) No gods, no guilt, just dust and drive (drive!) I pull the line — and stay alive. (alive!) [Build-Up] [Drop] [Verse 2] Night drops cold, the city hums, another job, another sum. People fade, their names don’t last, I see their truth through bullet glass. No love here, no lullaby, just the echo where they die. I don’t pray, I don’t forgive, I shoot to stay, not just to live. [Bridge – quiet, radio voice faint][spoken] [Voice A: whispering] “Elina, north ridge clear.” [short radio noise] [Voice B: whispering] “Copy that... Bring it home, dear.” No talk of mercy, no regret, I mark the sky and never forget. [Chorus – final, with layered adlibs] I’m the Shadow in the wasteland wind (wind!) sharp as sin, soft as skin. (skin!) Every scar’s a story told (told!) every hit worth more than gold. (gold!) Queens don’t kneel, we operate (rate!) steel and silence seal our fate. (fate!) No gods, no kings, just scope and sky (sky!) one more breath — then goodbye. (bye...) [Build-Up] [Drop] [Outro – wind fades, metallic echo, engine starts] No flag to fold, no graves to keep, just open ground and endless sleep. Shadow fades. Still breathing deep.
