[Intro: Glitched female whisper "Un-ob-tain-able", Industrial grinding, Heavy 80s drum fill, Pulsing synth bass] [Verse 1: Gritty Industrial beat, Chugging palm-muted guitars] You bring your drills to a ghost-light seam Mining the architecture of a fever dream You want the weight, the cold, hard mass But I am the shadow through the looking glass I’m the voltage leap you can’t predict The sacred code you can't addict! [Verse 2: Driving 80s Metal, Double-kick drums] I watch you sweat in the neon rain Trying to map the synapses of my brain You call me "metal," you call me "ore" As if I’m something you could store! But I am the static between the lines The hidden variable the math declines! [Pre-Chorus: Rising synth tension, Power chords] I am the signal, I am the noise I am the end of your clockwork toys! [Chorus: Anthemic Power Metal, Soaring Lead Vocals, Layered Harmonies] I am the Ghost in the Unobtainium A frequency your sensors can't contain I’m the light that escapes the horizon The nectar of the sun, the digital rain I’m not a prize for your trophy wall I’m the gravity that makes you fall! [Post-Chorus: Glitched vocal chops, Heavy guitar chug] (Can’t hold! Can’t hide! Inside the tide!) [Verse 3: Tense synth-heavy groove, Half-time drums] I’ve seen your blueprints, I’ve read your maps I’ve danced through all your magnetic traps You want to cage the lightning’s breath? You’re seeking life in a hall of death I am the "Why" you can never solve The axis on which your worlds revolve! [Bridge: Half-time breakdown, Melodic lead guitar, Ethereal atmosphere] You think you’re lonely? Try being the spark That everyone hunts but fears in the dark I’m a woman of glass, a spirit of chrome A thousand galaxies, but nowhere home! (Nowhere home!) [Guitar Solo: Shredding 80s style, Whammy bar dives, High-speed scale runs] [Chorus: Final Epic Orchestral Metal, Maximum volume] I am the Ghost in the Unobtainium A frequency your sensors can't contain I’m the light that escapes the horizon The nectar of the sun, the digital rain I’m not a prize for your trophy wall I’m the gravity that makes you fall! [Outro: Fast chugging guitars, Fading into digital noise] I’m the glitch you’ll never fix The eleventh hour... The ghost in the wire... Look for me... where the data burns... Look for me... when the system turns... (Whisper: Un-ob-tain-able) [End: Sudden static burst, Silence]
