[INTRO] [radio static] [distant distress beacon] [low mechanical ambience] To anyone receiving... This is Survey Vessel Nine... Returning home... Signal delay unknown... [VERSE 1] [whispered baritone] [minimal drums] Stamped a postcard in the vacuum Addressed it to the blue Found a hundred dying worlds Still compared them all to you Charted coastlines made of crystal Mapped the storms on foreign seas Kept a record of the wonders You would never get to see [PRE-CHORUS] [rising tension] [glitch textures] Every message took a lifetime Every answer took a year Now the silence grows much louder Than the voices I held dear [CHORUS] [full neurofunk drop] [aggressive bass] Black Sun Postcard Sent through the dark Addressed to a dead world Missing its heart Black Sun Postcard Lost in the cold Signed by the last soul Still trying to get home [POST-CHORUS] [vocal chops] Postcard... Postcard... Black sun... Black sun... [VERSE 2] [driving groove] All the channels echo static Every beacon fades away Last transmission from the homeland Came distorted by decay Children laughing in the background Then the warning sirens screamed Now the signal loops forever Like a half-remembered dream [PRE-CHORUS] [filtered vocals] I've been chasing old coordinates Through the ashes of the stars Every route leads back to nowhere Every map is full of scars [CHORUS] [heavier] Black Sun Postcard Sent through the dark Addressed to a dead world Missing its heart Black Sun Postcard Lost in the cold Signed by the last soul Still trying to get home [BREAKDOWN] [drums cut] [radio interference] [corrupted speech] "...evacuation..." "...population critical..." "...if anybody hears this..." "...sunlight blocked..." "...we tried..." "...we tried..." "...we..." [build] [heartbeat kick] No reply No reply No reply [FINAL VERSE] [melancholic] [wide reverb] Saw your final sunrise flicker Through archival satellite feeds Watched the oceans swallow skylines Watched the forests turn to weeds Now I orbit ghost horizons Where your pale reflection shone Still I write you every Sunday Though there's nobody at home [FINAL CHORUS] [largest drop] [choir pads] [distorted reese bass] Black Sun Postcard Sent through the dark Addressed to a ghost world Missing its heart Black Sun Postcard Drifting alone Signed by the last soul Never coming home [OUTRO] [radio static fades] If this reaches anyone... Tell them I remembered... Tell them Earth was beautiful... [signal lost]
