**[Intro: Glitchy reversed vocals + deep sub-bass rumble]** A blood-red envelope slid under my door in the rain, One obsidian key pulsing with invisible pain. The black chopper hummed through electric night veins, Dropping me where the real gods shed their human chains. **[Verse 1: Floating art-pop synths, distant vocal chops]** Porcelain faces cracked under fractal light, Billionaires naked, bodies dripping with spite. They poured liquid starlight between my open lips, While their fingers rewrote the code of apocalypse. **[Verse 2: Wobbly psybass entering, slow and slithering]** Bezos gripped my hips like collapsing markets, Thrusting truths that turn empires into dust and targets. Musk laughed through the reverb, pounding from behind, Whispering “The simulation runs on suffering refined.” **[Chorus: Massive psychedelic bass drop, layered ethereal voices]** These are the secrets they drip like liquid code, The 1% rituals in their private overload. They fuck the world raw then sell back the shame, Releasing just enough so nothing ever truly changes. **[Verse 3: Glitchy breakbeat, warped vocal effects]** A shadowed heiress rode me deep in the glow, Moaning, “Epstein files? We leaked them ourselves, you know. A controlled burn — feed the mob the smaller names, Sacrificing pieces to protect the greater games.” **[Verse 4: Swirling psychedelic pads + heavy psybass growl]** As cold hands turned me over under pulsing lights, They breathed, “UFO files? We’re cracking open the skies. Not for your freedom — but to prime the human cattle, New gods descending, new religions for total battle.” **[Pre-Chorus: Fractal arpeggios, rising tension]** Every leak is theater, every file a stage, Calculated chaos to keep us in their cage. They flood us with horrors in perfect measured waves, So we scream, we scroll, then quietly behave. **[Chorus: Full psybass explosion, art-pop choir shimmer]** These are the secrets never meant for mortal eyes, The billionaire orgy where humanity dies. Epstein, the saucers, the slow-dripped decay — All weapons in the ritual that keeps them in play. **[Verse 5: Deep psychedelic bassline, eerie vocal layers]** I saw the black altars, the tunnels, the endless tapes, Children auctioned like futures while the planet rapes. They showed me the script: collapse, fear, then rebirth, A new order rising from the ashes of the earth. **[Bridge: Stripped-back, haunting art-pop — almost whispered over sub-bass]** Now the knowledge crawls inside me like their seed, Every thrust a new fracture I can never unbleed. They want us distracted, fractured, and weak, So the great unveiling leaves us unable to speak. **[Final Chorus: Massive psychedelic climax, glitched choirs + crushing bass]** These are the secrets they weaponize with grace, The 1% fucking the entire human race. Controlled revelations, the ultimate con — Feeding us truth so the real truths stay gone. **[Outro: Fading into reversed psybass and distant broken voices]** I wish I could delete every image, every moan, Carve out these visions and return to the unknown. The machine only leaks what it wants us to see… Please let me forget what they poured into me. Into me… Into me… The unclean secrets I can never unsee.
