INTRO (Sirens in the distance. Martial drums. Synth arpeggios flickering like warning lights.) Beyond the furnace plains Beyond the feeding engines The horizon became architecture. A city of iron spires and crimson windows Rising from the abyss like a wound that learned to build itself. The gates were already open. VERSE I Towers pierced the poisoned sky Black obelisks electrified Every window burned blood-red Like a million sleepless eyes The avenues stretched geometric Perfect angles, perfect fear Armies marched in silent patterns Year after mechanical year Above the streets, enormous speakers Broadcast laws in endless loops Every citizen recited them Like prayers stripped of all truth PRE-CHORUS The air was hot with static rain And every shadow wore a chain CHORUS City of Dis Kingdom of the flame Where every soul becomes a number And forgets its name City of Dis Citadel of lies A monument to certainty Built beneath dead skies VERSE II Steel-winged judges crossed the skyline Leaving trails of molten light Scanning every thought and memory For unauthorized dreams at night The plazas overflowed with statues Cast from generals and kings Their faces polished into symbols Of obedience to machines Beneath the streets ran endless cables Thick as serpents, deep as roots Feeding some immense intelligence Buried underneath the truth And every screen displayed the same command: COMPLIANCE IS FREEDOM INSTRUMENTAL SECTION (Progressive cyber-metal assault) [Machine-gun double kicks] [Angular Meshuggah-inspired riffing] [Synth sequences racing beneath orchestral brass] [Voices from loudspeakers:] “REPORT.” “CONFESS.” “CONFORM.” “DESCEND.” VERSE III I entered through the central district Where the towers touched the clouds And found a throne suspended in the air Above a worshipping crowd There sat the governors of ruin Clothed in circuits and gold thread Faces hidden behind mirrored masks Reflecting only dread They spoke in perfect harmony A thousand voices sharing one tongue: “ORDER IS THE FINAL VIRTUE.” Then every bell within the city Rang at once. PRE-CHORUS The sound split heaven like a blade And every avenue obeyed CHORUS City of Dis Empire forged in fear Every truth is manufactured Every doubt disappears City of Dis Cathedral of control A machine built from the fragments Of the human soul BRIDGE Deep below the shining towers Past the reactors and the vaults I found a chamber lined with mirrors Showing every human fault Rage Pride Greed Despair The city's power source revealed: Not fire. Not steel. Not ancient magic. Human weakness refined into energy. Fed back into the system forever. FINAL CHORUS City of Dis Burning crown of stone The deeper that I traveled The less I felt my own City of Dis Machine beneath the scar A civilization built to keep The darkness where we are OUTRO (Synth arpeggios slow and decay) [Military drums fade into distant thunder] [A loudspeaker crackles one final time:] "CITIZEN IDENTIFICATION LOST." [Silence.] [Then the sound of a gate unlocking somewhere below.]
