[verse 1] Streetlights cut into silence, our houses glow with fear. Cartels write the laws in smoke, power grids obey their hand. We burn candles for names forgotten, and pray the night won’t take the rest. [pre-chorus] Every door locked twice, every breath rehearsed in dark. [chorus – siren-vocal swell] Blackout season, our lungs are filled with shadows. Blackout season, we speak in sparks, we die in echoes. [siren-vocal swell – ghostly scream, bending into reverb] [verse 2] Neighbors vanish into silence, streets forget the sound of us. Walls become confessions, graffiti bleeding hope in red. The city coughs debts and gasoline, and we inhale the smoke of wars. [bridge – rising wall of guitars] We lit fires just to find each other, but smoke swallowed the names. We screamed louder than the blackout, but silence won the game. [siren-vocal swell – layers of cries, collapsing into feedback noise] [chorus – extended] Blackout season, streets are graves disguised as homes. Blackout season, we carry light that no one owns. Blackout season, we are the sparks against their dark. [outro – shimmering guitars fade, faint static hum remains, sudden cut]
