[Copyright © 2026 Insurrection. All rights reserved.] [INTRO — SPOKEN] [transmission crackle:] “Noxen, do you copy?” [low hum, static cracking, distant sirens] You’re right. Nobody listens. But silence never scared me. [VERSE 1] [cyberpunk] I see the headlines twist I see the truth dismissed Everybody picking sides Nobody checking facts Talking loud for clout Never hearing back Screens turning people cold Stories bought and sold Every fight becomes a trend Every lie repeats again They want rage on demand They want lines in the sand [PRE-CHORUS] I hear shouting Every day I keep moving Through the fray [CHORUS] [cyberpunk metalcore] I WON’T BREAK WHEN THE WORLD IS SPINNING I WON’T FAKE JUST TO LOOK LIKE I’M WINNING EVERY SIDE CLAIMS THEY HOLD THE TRUTH BUT I STAND FIRM AND CUT RIGHT THROUGH WE ARE ON THE ROAD TO HELL [VERSE 2] [cyberpunk] Labels never fit me right I don’t join their fights They want someone to blame They want someone to shame I see fear in their eyes I see panic in disguise They keep shouting for a war But they don’t know what it’s for They want villains on demand They want blood on their hands I won’t play their game I won’t wear their name [BUILD] [drop] We are broken We are lost We are tired Of the cost [CHORUS] [cyberpunk metalcore] WE WON’T BREAK WHEN THE WORLD IS SPINNING WE WON’T FAKE JUST TO LOOK LIKE I’M WINNING EVERY SIDE CLAIMS THEY HOLD THE TRUTH BUT WE STAND FIRM AND CUT RIGHT THROUGH WE ARE ON THE ROAD TO HELL [BREAKDOWN] [drop] NO MORE NOISE NO MORE SHAME ALL THIS FIGHTING AT WHAT COST [BRIDGE — SPOKEN] [transmission crackle:] “Noxen, hear me?” You want people to think. I want people to act. Talking’s fine. But change needs teeth. [FINAL CHORUS] [cyberpunk metalcore] WE WON’T BREAK WHEN THEY PUSH THEIR STORY WE WON’T BEND FOR THEIR BORROWED GLORY IF THIS IS WAR I CHOOSE HELL WE ARE ON THE ROAD TO HELL [OUTRO — SPOKEN] [city hum, soft static] We are on the road to hell. [transmission crackle:] “Noxen were the Hell are you"
