High-Rise Horizon (Hill Country Nightmare)

[Verse 1] I look at the horizon, see a blank canvas space Gonna stack twenty stories right in your face No more scenic overlooks, no more rolling green Just a massive wall of glass and a digital screen Screwing structural steel deep into the dirt Blasting through the granite where the old eco-systems hurt You want a natural sunset? Pay the penthouse fee Otherwise you’re living in the shadow of me I brought the zoning permits, brought the heavy-duty cranes Slicing up the countryside and paving over lanes! [Chorus] High-Rise Horizon! Blocking out the view! Building up a concrete nightmare over you! High-Rise Horizon! Slicing through the air! Gentrifying landscapes, we don't even care! No more open spaces, no more Texas sky Just a luxury apartment standing eighty stories high! [Verse 2] You used to see the stars flashing bright in the dark Now you see my neon signs lighting up the park A thousand-unit complex with a rooftop lounge While the local residents are forced to scrounge Comal is down below looking up at the roof He wanted preservation, but I brought the living proof That money beats a mountain, capital beats a tree I’m turning your environment to pure equity The shadow of my tower stretches ten miles wide There's nowhere left for your country roots to hide! [Chorus] High-Rise Horizon! Blocking out the view! Building up a concrete nightmare over you! High-Rise Horizon! Slicing through the air! Gentrifying landscapes, we don't even care! No more open spaces, no more Texas sky Just a luxury apartment standing eighty stories high! [Instrumental Break] (A 30-second dark, cinematic industrial bass solo featuring heavy synth sirens and crushing mechanical rhythms to extend the song's dark atmosphere) [Verse 3] I leveled out the summit, flattened the peaks Building corporate offices for Silicon Geeks No more hiking trails, no more roaming deer Just a parking garage that I’m dropping right here You can complain to the county, say it’s a blight But my construction crews are working through the night Pouring out the deck plates, locking up the grid Your peaceful little valley just got outbid The cranes are spinning round, the shadows start to fall And Hyper-Link's empire is looking over all! [Bridge] (Music drops to a deep, dark sub-bass throb with distorted echoes) The sun is setting... for the last time. Welcome to the shadows. Welcome to the concrete. (Beat builds up rapidly with heavy industrial snare rolls) Build it higher! Block the sky! [Chorus] High-Rise Horizon! Blocking out the view! Building up a concrete nightmare over you! High-Rise Horizon! Slicing through the air! Gentrifying landscapes, we don't even care! No more open spaces, no more Texas sky Just a luxury apartment standing eighty stories high! [Outro] (Sound of a massive steel beam locking into place with a loud metal clang, followed by the deep hum of a building HVAC system) Total eclipse of the Hill Country. The view belongs to the investors now, Comal. Get used to the dark. Hyper-Link out. (Dark, mechanical power-down drone) [END], [END], [END]...