[Intro] (Sound of howling wind and distant metallic screeching. Sharp, dry Darbuka rhythm starts, joined by a heavy, pulsating Slap Bass and a low, distorted guitar groove) [Verse 1] (Deep, gritty vocals with a radio-static effect) There is no tomorrow, just a single breath. The forgotten God left this world to death. Every single step is a dance in the ash. Blind men lead the way through the final crash. [Verse 2] (Darbuka speed increases, industrial clangs on every 4th beat) Those who feared the end, now they crave the grave. Those who fought for life, now they fade away. Those who kept their hope, were the first to fall. Righteous men turn beasts, answering the call. [Pre-Chorus] (Intense buildup, mechanical grinding sounds, rising tension) Frenzied pulse is beating, veins are torn apart. Frozen, dead landscape — I’ve played my minor part. The script is so flawless in its hopeless tone. The cruelty of the end is carved in shifting stone. [Chorus] (Full Power Trio sound. Heavy guitar groove and tribal percussion explosion) The rusty reality is crumbling to dust. The will is shackled by the animal lust (fear). On the final ruins of my fading mind, I’m watching... the extinction of all human kind. [Solo 1] (Distorted Slide Guitar solo, frantic and "sandy" desert blues style over a driving Darbuka and heavy bass beat) [Verse 3] (Music drops to just Bass and Darbuka, creating a "hollow" Mirage effect) The last golden bullet is worth more than gold. The soul is shattered, shattered and cold. The rust of reality crumbles in my hand. The play of death is perfect across this barren land. [Verse 4] (Vocals intensify to a growl, guitar feedback rises) A raspy voice is singing the ballad of the void. Words are tearing minds, everything’s destroyed. There is no tomorrow, just a final breath. The cursed God has left us in this world of death. [Chorus] (Maximum volume. Intense industrial pulse) The rusty reality is crumbling to dust. The will is shackled by the animal fear. On the final ruins of my fading mind, I’m watching... the extinction of all human kind. [Solo 2] (Tribal Percussion and Bass bridge, echoing metallic hits, leading to the final crescendo) [Chorus] (Final wall of sound) The rusty reality is crumbling to dust. The will is shackled by the animal fear. On the final ruins of my fading mind, I’m watching... the extinction of all human kind. [Outro] (The rhythm breaks into a slow, heavy industrial drone. Fading Darbuka taps. The sound of shifting sand and metal scrap) [Mechanical Clang] [Fade out] [End]
