Lunar Blacksite

[Intro – distorted whisper layered with static] > "We never went back… for a reason." "They were waiting." [Verse 1 – spoken word, slow and breathy] 1945… they fled to the stars. Built a shadow empire beyond the dark. Moonlight cloaks the frozen dust, But beneath… the machines never rust. [Break – low hum, heartbeat bass] > "Do you believe in ghosts… in orbit?" [Verse 2 – cinematic whispers alternating with silence] Steel doors echo under lunar stone. Gray skin… black eyes… not alone. They took our science, made it scream, And now we dream their dream. [Build – layers of tension, strings and glitch pulses] > "They speak in code. In echoes. In blood." "Initiating Protocol Nachtgeist." [Bridge – slow, hypnotic, cold tone with robotic voice] Silent labs. No light inside. Experiments never… died. A Reich reborn beneath the stars, Their children… not ours. [Verse 3 – spoken, processed voice with heavy reverb] Flesh and silicon, merged in pain. No breath, just memory strain. They walk the halls without a sound, Eyes like ink… skin unbound. [Drop – distorted percussive noise, screaming wind textures] > "You weren’t meant to hear this." "You weren’t meant to come." [Final Section – fading voices, ambient noise rising] > "This is not a warning... it's a loop." "They already know you're listening." [Outro – silence broken by heartbeat-like pulses, ending in cold static]