[Intro / Whisper] D-zero-two. Left for dead. Do you copy? [Verse 1] Ash in my mouth, iron in my lungs, sirens cut deep where the old blood runs. No name, no light, just a code in black, built to kill and never come back. One good eye on a broken street, fire in the sky and the ground beneath. Every prayer comes in way too late, I was never saved, just thrown away. [Pre-Chorus] These hands were taught to end a life, so why do they shake when they hold the knife? You called my name through the blinding red, and something alive woke up in the dead. [Chorus] I’m D-zero-two, I’m the wound, I’m the scar, I’m the thing that survived going way too far. These hands were made to take, now they drag the lost away. Bleed, but breathe. Break, but save. If I was born for the kill, then I’ll die pulling lives from the grave. [Verse 2] Rotor wind and a freezing dawn, body bags and the stretcher groans. Pressure, cut, hold the line, blood on my fingers, but the pulse is mine. Fractured ribs and a collapsing chest, I know that silence, I know that depth. Killing and saving feel too close now, same cold hands, just a different vow. [Pre-Chorus] I hear your voice like a round through bone, deeper than orders I’ve ever known. “If you can kill, then learn to save.” That line still burns in my brain. [Chorus] I’m D-zero-two, I’m the wound, I’m the scar, I’m the thing that survived going way too far. These hands were made to take, now they drag the lost away. Bleed, but breathe. Break, but save. If I was born for the kill, then I’ll die pulling lives from the grave. [Breakdown] Shoot. Shoot. Shoot. —No. Stitch. Push it back. Hold the vein. Don’t let go. Not today. Mud and blood on everything, I was never clean to begin with. So let me carry all this weight. Let me be what death can’t take. [Female Layer / Background] Don’t let go, don’t let go, not yet, not yet. [Bridge] When you gave me a name, you gave me a war inside. Not hope, not peace, just a reason not to die. I don’t need heaven. I don’t need grace. Just put a heartbeat in my hands, and I will drag it out of the flames. [Final Chorus] I’m D-zero-two, I’m the wound, I’m the scar, I’m the thing that survived going way too far. These hands were made to take, now they drag the lost away. Bleed, but breathe. Break, but save. If I was born for the kill, then I’ll die pulling lives from the grave. I’m D-zero-two, still covered in smoke, still half-alive, still sharp, still broke. Call me Eden, I’ll answer the pain. Call me Eden, I’ll rise again. [Outro] Do you copy? D-zero-two. …Eden. Copy. …I’m still here.
