[Verse 1] The eyes lazily trace the cracks, Accepting eventual collapse. The wolves are prowling, But we have our wine. Chewing delicacies wrapped in gold, Lab-grown on depleted soil. Look toward the heavens It’s in hell we dine. [Pre-Chorus] (It’s creepin’ in…) (It’s creepin’ in…) (It’s creepin’ in…) The end we need. [Verse 2] Pale halos on the smog-filled street, Preachers stream in 1080p. We beg for comfort From the plastic divine. Towers hum with the ghosts of fame, We forget our fathers’ names. Still smiling For the algorithm’s eye. [Pre-Chorus / Build] (It’s creepin’ in…) (Under the skin…) (It’s creepin’ in…) And we still dream. [Chorus] Raise your glass to the beautiful decay, We were kings for a blip, then we fade away. Sing hallelujah as the skylines bleed It’s the end we need. ⸻ [Bridge – Spoken / Half-Sung] Yeah, we danced in the ruins, Bought peace on credit, Sold time for amusement, And called it heaven. [Verse 3 / Outro] Ash drifts down like gentle rain, Static prayers through windowpanes. The city hums a lullaby For those unwilling to try. Billboards bloom in phantom light, Selling dreams to ghosts at night. I raise my glass and fade between the screens. [Outro – Fading / Whispered Layers] (It’s creepin’ in…) (It’s creepin’ in…) (It’s creepin’ in…) The end we… …the end we… …need.
