[Intro | Heavy Pounding Shamanic Drums | Sword Clash] [Dialogue: Old Master Spoken] Silence tells the truth. Prepare your defense! [Chorus | MC 1: The Abbott - Deep Guttural Spoken Delivery] Silence tells the truth, truth sets me free, Cut the noise out, now I finally see. I don’t run no more, I just breathe, In the quiet… I remember me. [Dialogue | Sword Clash] [Verse 1 | MC 2: The Assassin - Sharp Razor Flow] Brick by brick, I build the frame, Give it a world, give it a name. Saturn weight off, loosen the spool, Chemical checks turn fire to fuel. Black Powder smoke, London rain, Nightingale glow, back again. Gilded Stag, black and gold, Now my nerves don’t just patrol. That’s my brain, that’s how it goes, Signals spike high, then soften and slow. I don’t fight it, I let it breathe, New-wired roots keep planting seeds. [Chorus | MC 1: The Abbott - Deep Guttural Spoken Delivery] Silence tells the truth, truth sets me free, Cut the noise out, now I finally see. I don’t run no more, I just breathe, In the quiet… I remember me. [Verse 2 | MC 3: The Wildman - Gravelly Energetic Flow] Then Allie Ranae — with an A — Taps my shoulder, changes the day. Now Go build . Cool... Watch... Next thing — ring. Next thing — lights. Next thing — softer entrance nights. Sailor Kitten, navy gold, Vagus hums low, the room feels whole. Gold-spoked wheels spin threat to play, Whims drifts loose then locks in place. Max hits hard, Remix grins, Circuits spark bright, then settle within. Emily eclipse, Steve brings crocs, NAP reads thunder — calmly clocks. I was in Victorian London at nine, By midnight my pulse kept perfect time. [Pre-Chorus | MC 2 & MC 3 - Cold Spoken Call and Response] [MC 2] System fried? (No!) [MC 3] Always wired? (No!) [MC 2] Still dissociating? (Maybe...) [MC 3] But are the pathways changing? ( In Sync ) [Chorus | MC 1: The Abbott - Flat Monotone Chant with Angelic Choir Pads] I build foundations, then I get sparked Pulled into a new world. Different world, same sensation. Miles and Miles We go. I build foundations, let ’em breathe. Every nerve learns how to ease. [Dialogue | Sword Clash] [Verse 3 | MC 2: The Assassin - Sharp Razor Flow] Day five-oh-three, still stacking bricks, Tiny shifts turn into deep rewrites quick. One logo becomes a calmer screen, One outfit grounds a whole damn scene. One character walks through an open door, Each quiet choice lights one path more. That’s not chaos, that’s the flow, Neurons fire then rewire slow. No death wish whisper stuck behind, It’s all new routes threading through my mind. Black Powder waits. Nightingale glows. Gilded Stag knows. Arena explodes! [Break | Shamanic Chants and Aggressive Drum Solo] [Spoken Word | MC 1: The Abbott - Cold and Direct] I swear I had a plan. (Then nervous systems happened...) [Chorus | MC 1 & MC 3 - Aggressive Whispered Rap] Silence tells the truth, truth sets me free, Cut the noise out, now I finally see. I don’t dream of dying — now I see days, In the quiet… my circuits change! [Chorus | Full Group ] I build foundations, then I move. New idea hits, I follow through. Different world, same creation. Miles and Miles We Go. Black Powder smoke to arena lights, Different nerves, same mind at night. Day five-oh-three — I don’t dream of dying. I build destinations! [Outro | Angelic Choir Fade | Slow Fade to Silence] (I build destinations.) [End]
