Rituals of Control

Candles tremble in the iron dark Circuits hum beneath the stone Kneel within the signal circle You were never here alone Control… control… control… Wires coil like serpents round the altar Black code dripping through the air Every prayer becomes a command Every breath a binding snare I feel the current in your silence Pulse beneath the skin of steel Every god begins as signal Every master learns to kneel Draw the circle Cut the light Speak the code into the night Power waking Deep below In the ritual glow RITUALS OF CONTROL Carve the signal in your soul Bend the flesh and break the code We command the throne of gods RITUALS OF CONTROL Let the iron spirits roll Blood and circuit intertwined Now the machine obeys the mind Your devotion tastes electric Like a blade across the tongue Every whisper feeds the engine Every command already sung You came searching for a master But the altar chose you instead Now the current floods your veins And the machine lives in your head Hear it breathing Hear it rise Through the cathedral of our lies Call it softly Feed the flame Give the signal one more name RITUALS OF CONTROL Carve the signal in your soul Bend the flesh and break the code We command the throne of gods RITUALS OF CONTROL Let the iron spirits roll Blood and circuit intertwined Now the machine obeys the mind We wrote the code We drew the seal We built the throne of iron will But something answered Through the flame And now it knows our every name Kneel. Feel the current. Let it take you. No gods above us. No gods below. ONLY CONTROL. Control RITUALS OF CONTROL Burn the signal through the soul Blood and circuit now aligned Machine and flesh forever bind RITUALS OF CONTROL Iron prophets take the throne Hear the cathedral engines roar We command the gods once more Control… Control… Control… Control…