[Intro - Heavy, Gritty Distorted Bassline & A Slow, Menacing Drum Beat] [Cool, sharp, sarcastic spoken-word intro] "Plus Ultra," right? That's what they teach you to say. Smile for the camera. Look the other way. [Verse 1] Trusting the system, buying the lies, Believing the goodness in pro-hero eyes. Then came the whisper, the rumor, the stain, A powerful man protecting his name. He leaked out the secrets to cover his tracks, While the board looked away and turned their backs. You thought I would cower, stay broken and small, While you swept the whole ugly truth under the hall. [Pre-Chorus - Guitars Start Chugging, Tension Rising] [Sharp, biting vocals] You wrote out the labels, you weaponized shame, Hoping to ruin and bury my name. Well, look in the mirror and read what I wear— I took your worst insult and made it my flare! [Chorus - Heavy Alt-Metal Drop & Explosive Distortion] [Fierce, roaring, unyielding vocals] MALIGNANT ECHO! Rising from the dust! Shattering the pedestal of institutional trust! Dark kinetic energy fueled by your deceit, Knocking your pristine heroes right off their feet! Call me a scandal, try to drag me down— I'm bringing a war to your golden-boy town! Look at the smile, look at the thumb in the air— I'm your worst consequence standing right there! [Verse 2] Analytical mind, calculating the break, Counting the promises heroes forsake. The girls who get silenced, the victims ignored— You built a safehouse for every proud lord. Not anymore. I rewrote the game, Trading my uniform, dropping my name. Now shadows are manifesting right at my hand, Ready to tear down the lies of the land. [Bridge - Stripped Back, Heavy Bass Thump & Whispering Vocals] [Low, intense, mocking cadence] You wanted a scandal? You wanted a mess? [A sharp intake of breath] ...Let's see how your clean little heroes confess. [Final Chorus - Maximum Heavy Metal Intensity & Epic Screamed Vocals] MALIGNANT ECHO! Rising from the dust! Shattering the pedestal of institutional trust! Dark kinetic energy fueled by your deceit, Knocking your pristine heroes right off their feet! Call me a scandal, try to drag me down— I'm bringing a war to your golden-boy town! Look at the smile, look at the thumb in the air— I'm your worst consequence standing right there! [Outro - Heavy Gritty Bass Fading Out with a Sarcastic Laugh] [Cool, deadpan whisper] Class dismissed. [Final heavy, distorted guitar screech and abrupt cut-off]
