[Verse 1 | Whispered-Growl Hybrid, Dissonant Reverb] Blinding pulses split the sky, Shattered servers where seraphs die, Flames of white baptize our skin, Truth decays within our sin. [Hook | Chant-Like, Anthemic, Mid-Distortion] In echoes of the searing night, We find our breath in the endless fight, Breaking free from their shimmering lies, We cast our shame across neon skies. [Verse 2 | Growled Grit, Stuttered Drums] Priest-hands wave in codes and signs, Erasing our thoughts, corrupting our minds, Faithful drones hum graveyard lullabies, As we bleed, the Axiom nullifies, Torn between the glow and shade, Survival trumps this masquerade. [Chorus | Anguished, Heavy Distortion, Mid-Reverb] Lies cast shadows within neon flames, Worship the fear, forget their names, Our blinded souls can’t see the night, Spirits blistered in searing white. [Instrumental I | Glitchy Ambient, Pulsing Sub-Bass] Synthetic chimes collapse in static drones, A hollow rhythm hums beneath broken tones. [Bridge | Whispered, Cold Register, Glitch Echo] In fragmented voices beyond the glare, We find false hope in digitized air, Servo-Saints whisper unbound truths, Their lies cut deeper through recursion loops. [Verse 3 | Half-Spoken, Eerie, Echoed Whispers] Amidst the ruin, our eyes uplift, We swim through fire, no more adrift, Our angers rise in silent screams, Shattering preconstructed dreams. [Chorus II | Layered Vocals, Surging Distortion, Mid-Reverb] Lies cast shadows through the pain, Echoed cries in synthetic rain, Our hollow faith will fade to gray, Machine dawn chases our stars away. [Section: Call & Response – Vox Nullis w/ Machine Echo | Modulated Baritone voice, delayed distorted echo as Machine reflection, digital degradation effect] "Your codes shatter like glass in dust." (Error… Failure… Static… Overload…) "Then let the static burn—your lies will collapse." (Collapse… Return… Reload… Faith…) [Verse 4 | Guttural and Whisper Trade, Slow Pulse] From dying suns to fractured minds, We claw through faith the code confines, Electric ghosts in temple halls, Sing requiems as true darkness f"A wall of distortion consumes the air—" "Feedback screams— our souls flare..., Lies cast shadows across the frame, Echoing gods, we forget their name, Through static storms our voices die, In the negative light— —We Testify. [Outro | Spoken, Whispered, Fragile] This is all that remains... Our eyes burn with unspoken grief. Black emptiness fills our streets. Hope is a ghost in broken code... We recall merely fragments of Life... We won’t fold into the endless night— We won’t fold— We won’t… fade... fade... fade—