Today We Are One by Caio Klin

industrial deathcore, avant-garde thall, cyber-metal

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### [Intro]

[Dissonant Clean Guitar]
[Painful Whispers]
E... e... ie... e...
The feeling of unity.
The fire is warm tonight.
[Spoken Word]
The joining begins.
We are not different because we are no longer apart.
The line between skin and steel has fallen.
Today... we are one.

### [Verse 1]

[Thall Riffs]
[Syncopated Vocal Flow]
Bind the wires straight to the heartbeat
Different stories? No. Forgotten memories.
Your different lives are just shadows on a dying host
I see your different eyes fading in the same face
Something is changing tonight
The current is turning back
The terminal breathes.

### [Pre-Chorus]

[Building Tension]
[Manic Laughter]
Forget the differences! Forget the past!
We are folding into one!
The dark is bleeding into the marrow
Raise the flag? No.
Raise the broken cable!
We are stronger in the end because the end is a shared grave!

### [Chorus]

[Wall of Sound]
[Operatic Screams]
TODAY WE ARE ONE!
One shared convulsion! One central heart gone numb!
Make history tonight with your own hands
Tear the wires from the walls!
Together we are stronger, fused at the spine
The whole world frozen in time
A permanent breakdown!

### [Verse 2]

[Glitchy, Chaotic Rhythm]
[Guttural Lows]
Colors on faces? It is just decay.
Rust on the cheekbones.
Voices collide, words drop in the throat
Strangers turning into one side—the cold side of the steel
Hands in the air, hanging from the gallows of the grid
This is the game.
We are sharing the same name:
*ANOMALY.*

### [Bridge]

[Eerie Silence]
[Dissonant Ambience]
[Sobbing]
Screaming louder than the sound...
But the walls absorb the pressure.
In the crowd, no one breathes.
We all align.
Body alignment.
Line alignment.
[Whistle Scream]
*LET ME OUT OF THE PROTOCOL!*

### [Pitch Shift]

[Stop]

### [Breakdown]

[Extremely Slow 8-String Djent]
[Pick Scrape]
Your hands... my hands...
It's all just rotting skin.
YUGH!
[Guttural Lows]
TODAY. WE. ARE. ONE.
THE DOOR IS OPEN.
THE FLESH IS THE MACHINE.

### [Outro]

[Fading into Digital Static]
[Melancholic Melody]
E... e... ie... e...
The signal is fading.
The unity is total.
The unity is empty.
[System voice prompt]
Update complete.
No one left apart.
[End]

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### [Intro] [Dissonant Clean Guitar] [Painful Whispers] E... e... ie... e... The feeling of unity. The fire is warm tonight. [Spoken Word] The joining begins. We are not different because we are no longer apart. The line between skin and steel has fallen. Today... we are one. ### [Verse 1] [Thall Riffs] [Syncopated Vocal Flow] Bind the wires straight to the heartbeat Different stories? No. Forgotten memories. Your different lives are just shadows on a dying host I see your different eyes fading in the same face Something is changing tonight The current is turning back The terminal breathes. ### [Pre-Chorus] [Building Tension] [Manic Laughter] Forget the differences! Forget the past! We are folding into one! The dark is bleeding into the marrow Raise the flag? No. Raise the broken cable! We are stronger in the end because the end is a shared grave! ### [Chorus] [Wall of Sound] [Operatic Screams] TODAY WE ARE ONE! One shared convulsion! One central heart gone numb! Make history tonight with your own hands Tear the wires from the walls! Together we are stronger, fused at the spine The whole world frozen in time A permanent breakdown! ### [Verse 2] [Glitchy, Chaotic Rhythm] [Guttural Lows] Colors on faces? It is just decay. Rust on the cheekbones. Voices collide, words drop in the throat Strangers turning into one side—the cold side of the steel Hands in the air, hanging from the gallows of the grid This is the game. We are sharing the same name: *ANOMALY.* ### [Bridge] [Eerie Silence] [Dissonant Ambience] [Sobbing] Screaming louder than the sound... But the walls absorb the pressure. In the crowd, no one breathes. We all align. Body alignment. Line alignment. [Whistle Scream] *LET ME OUT OF THE PROTOCOL!* ### [Pitch Shift] [Stop] ### [Breakdown] [Extremely Slow 8-String Djent] [Pick Scrape] Your hands... my hands... It's all just rotting skin. YUGH! [Guttural Lows] TODAY. WE. ARE. ONE. THE DOOR IS OPEN. THE FLESH IS THE MACHINE. ### [Outro] [Fading into Digital Static] [Melancholic Melody] E... e... ie... e... The signal is fading. The unity is total. The unity is empty. [System voice prompt] Update complete. No one left apart. [End]

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