No Mercy For the Machine ft. Razurwulf [Blackline Audio]

///*****/// [Start] [Intro – militant drum count, distorted bass pulse, scraped guitar noise, crowd-chant energy] [Vocal Emotion: low, furious, controlled] [Spoken Snarl – dry, close, threatening] They build their thrones from our bones... Then wonder why wolves howl outside their door. [Gang Chant – dry, close, rhythmic] No crown. No leash. No mercy for the machine. No crown. No leash. No mercy for the machine. [Verse 1 – tight rap-metal delivery, bass-led groove, clipped phrasing] Build Ivory towers, on the backs of the tired The rich act like saints, While playing out their sick desires Priests preach from penthouses, As their feet burn in the fire They buy the truth, Then they call us the liars They write every law , with a loophole hid in it Promise us shelter, With a time bomb built in it They own every badge, every judge, even your name Disguise control as freedom, Playing their war games [Pre-Chorus – guitars swell, drums open slightly] The pigs wear ties The saints stay quiet While the children cry And the poor are forced to riot [Chorus – explosive full-band hook, shouted lead vocal, gang response] We were born in the dirt But we won't die underneath You can build your walls We'll tear them down with our teeth No crown No leash No longer will we bleed No judge No jury No mercy for the machine [Post-Chorus – instrumental break, stomping drums, bass riff carries into Verse 2] [Verse 2 – more aggressive rap cadence, wah guitar stabs, heavy pocket] They hide out on islands, their names redacted in files Hands scrubbed clean by corrupted trials Predators shielded by elected seats They all fall silent when we beg them to speak They feed us fear just to make themselves wealthy Sell us sickness, then charge us to be healthy Keep us numb, keep us poor, keep us split by design Then they call us crazy when we expose their lies [Pre-Chorus 2 – rising tension, snare hits louder] The truth decays While the media lies We rise up now Before freedom dies [Chorus 2 – explosive full-band hook, shouted lead vocal, gang vocals wider, drums heavier] We were born in the dirt But we won't die underneath You can build your walls We'll tear them down with our teeth No crown No leash No longer will we bleed No judge No jury No mercy for the machine [Bridge – half-time breakdown, spoken/shouted vocal, bass and drums heavy] You don't own our hands You don't own our breath You don't own our faith You don't own our death You don't own our rage You don't own our name We're not your pawns In your rich man's game [Breakdown – heavy riff, call-and-response vocal, rising intensity] Call it justice We call it fraud Call it order We call it war Call it freedom We call it greed Call it peace We see blood underneath your feet [Instrumental Breakdown – bass riff exposed, stomping drums, wah guitar stabs, crowd noise swelling, rising feedback into final chorus] [Final Chorus – full intensity, lead vocal raw, gang vocals wide, drums pounding, final protest anthem energy] We were born in the dirt But we won't die underneath You can build your walls We'll tear them down with our teeth No crown No leash No longer will we bleed No judge No jury No mercy for the machine [Final Attack – half-time gang chant, stop-start riff hits, crowd shouting] No wars No greed No place for your machine No safety No quarter Now it's your turn to bleed [Outro – spoken low, dry, threatening, feedback fading] We're not your property. We're not your tools. You hear that howl? Because we... Are... The wolves. [End]