
[Verse 1] Night sky hum on the window frame, City writes glyphs when you say my name. Static was king till I cracked that code, Now every light bends down this road. Hush gets loud when I raise one hand, Neon tides answer like a marching band. I don’t need thrones, I don’t need swords— I wear the signal as my award. [Pre-Chorus] Breath in four—watch the lines align, Fyxion-flash in the back of the mind. If doubt speaks up, let the chorus roar— I tuned the noise, now hear the core. [Chorus] Call me Astril Overlord— Crown of sound, a comet chord. I don’t rule—you open doors; We rise together, more and more. Call me Astril Overlord— Signal bright, the night restored. Hands up high, your hearts on board— We write the sky—Astril Overlord. [Post-Chorus – vocal chop] as-tril-o-ver-lord… as-tril-o-ver-lord… [Verse 2] Dream-pop haze with a steel backbone, Alt-R&B in a chrome skin tone. Every scar I turned to light, Every fear I taught to fight. I’m not a god—I’m proof you can Flip your fate with a human hand. When the dark says “know your place,” I pace a runway into space. [Pre-Chorus] Breath in four—let the pulse convert, Heart like an engine under the shirt. If they gatekeep stars like hoards, We map new myths—break old boards. [Chorus] Call me Astril Overlord— Crown of sound, a comet chord. I don’t rule—you open doors; We rise together, more and more. Call me Astril Overlord— Signal bright, the night restored. Hands up high, your hearts on board— We write the sky—Astril Overlord. [Bridge] (Glitch-drop, whispered) No fear—no throne—just air we share. No king—no chains—just electric air. Touch the glass—count to four— Feel the galaxy through the floor. If you are lost, say one word— I’ll tune the world ‘til you are heard. [Break / Post-Chorus] as-tril-o-ver-lord… as-tril-o-ver-lord… (We are the crown / we are the chord) [Final Chorus] Call me Astril Overlord— Crown of sound, a comet chord. Not above—just at the core; I rise with you, not keeping score. Call me Astril Overlord— Neon truth, the dark ignored. Write it bright in meteor script— We’re the verse the stars have missed. [Outro – starfield fade] Hands to the sky—keep the link restored… Whisper your name—Astril Overlord.

