In basements of power, beneath fields of dreams, The old Syndicate counts borrowed days. Their hands are clean only when soaked in blood, A pact with the cosmos — the human world betrayed. Cigarettes glow like dead, frozen time, The truth is locked behind glass and steel. Lidless eyes are watching us all, The black oil waits… patient, silent, still. Chorus Black oil flows through blood and fear, Takes the mind, leaves its mark here. There’s no escape, there is no sleep, The aliens are here… inside of me. Verse II Rebels with no faces, no names to claim, Skin like ash, eyes black as night. They burn the mark, destroy unborn dreams, Their scream is a weapon — biological bite. They want no power, they want no land, They crave the silence after the end. When the Syndicate kneels in the shadow of lies, The rebel fire burns truth into skin. Chorus Black oil flows through blood and fear, Takes the mind, leaves its mark here. There’s no escape, there is no sleep, The aliens are here… inside of me. Bridge (whispered / rising) A seed has been planted inside our veins… Through fear, through lies, through broken dreams… Who is the host? And who is only the shell? Verse III A man screams into an empty forest, The system counts controlled bodies in line. Faith against the cold hard facts, And truth rots slowly like an open wound in time. A ship sleeps under ice for a million years, The clock ticks on without mercy. The Syndicate falls, the Rebels fade, But the black oil… survives everything. Final Chorus (slower) Black oil flows through blood and fear, It asks no name, knows no borders here. There’s no salvation, no bottom, no light, The truth is out there… …where fear dies.
