Written in dust👇(No sound remains that’s truly new...)

[Intro - setting the mood] (No sound remains that’s truly new…) (Just another fresh version of what humans always do!) (Look! Even beyond that!) (And see...) (Truth is drowning while sin drags it under!) [Melody] [Verse 1 – Social manipulation and lies] A new world is rising — not from stone, but pixel dust, Reality's filtered through the screens we blindly trust. You're scripted by a program, you breathe by coded lines, A false god whispers: “Be good. Consume. Stay blind.” .. Here — Honesty’s insanity, and truth’s a banned expression, The fools are crowned as kings, and lies are the obsession. Values are decaying, and standards lost the thread, News ain’t news, it’s clickbait instead. .. My eyes are open, but inside I’m blind, I ask, “Will tomorrow still be mine?” But silence replies… The past stands still, Our future’s not carved in stone — Just marks in shifting silt. [Chorus 1 - first main refrain] It’s just another heavy song… You don’t have to like it. I carved it into dust… at night, But the wicked blow it off — with delight! Those who don’t hear — they run, But those who feel — aren't alone! No sound remains that’s truly new, Just another fresh sin dressed like truth. Look — it goes even further still! And see... Truth is drowning while sin drinks its fill! [Verse 2 – Selfishness, trampling, lust for power] Some stand on necks to look tall from the crowd, But beneath their thrones lie bones — stacked proud. They worship their own image while their spirit rots inside, Then cry when they find only corpses at their side. .. Power can taste sweet, but hoarding leads to chains, Whatever you control, owns you all the same. Tyrannical love isn’t love — it consumes, And empathy’s just ad copy in boardroom rooms. .. Even your currency’s sin — you sell your soul for fame, Then wonder why your heart won’t speak your name. [Chorus 2 – rebuilt refrain, more tense] This isn’t a poem, not just a song — it’s a confession global-wide, A rhythmic indictment — warped truths we hide. If you understand, then don’t sit still — come shout with me! We can’t keep this path — stand up, humanity! .. It’s another heavy song, With no hope inside… Just walls of reality, I carved them for your mind. If you don’t wake up now, You may never rise again… You’ll stay locked away, And lose your inner flame! [Bridge – distorted message, biblical quote] "For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also..." (But maybe now it’s not your soul — your market decides your role.) [Verse 3 – Hopelessness, searching for a way out] The lifeboat’s leaking, but still you row faster, The shore’s on fire — yet you hope for an answer. The future’s just a word, and no one dares to write, Even the writer’s faith is fading — his hand too weak to fight. .. If you don’t move now, all could burn to dust, It’s up to us if we rise — or crumble from rust. One second is enough to tear down all we know, But building takes more — let’s guide it where it should go. .. People aren't evil — they’re just tired, And the world’s not doomed — it’s just wired. As long as one true word exists — there’s still a spark, But don’t stay silent — or we vanish in the dark! [Final Chorus – softly, like a last breath] It’s just another heavy song… You don’t have to like it. If you hear it — and you feel it, That means something human’s still ignited. .. No sound remains that’s truly new, Just another fresh sin dressed like truth. Look — it goes even further still! And see... Truth is drowning while sin drinks its fill! [Outro – musical fade, noise, distant snippets of singing] Just listen… the silence speaks, Even ruin turns into melody. But if you don’t tune in… it won’t sing, And all that’s pure will start unraveling… [radio, sound of machine stopping] [End]