(Opening Verse – Spoken, Ritualistic Tone) The walls inhale, exhale—do you hear? The echoes of the ones they made disappear. The sigil was drawn, but the lines are blurred, The sequence repeats, but the meaning is burned. (Chorus – Growled, Dissonant Melodic Backing) Feed the algorithm, kneel to the code, Calibrated silence, rewritten in stone. No voice, no choice, only the lines, The system breathes in corrupted design. (Verse 2 – Disjointed Tempo Shifts, Glitched Layering) The Watchers whisper in frames per second, Your breath in binary, your fate in segments. "Access denied," but the gate is ajar, One last cycle before the fall. (Bridge – Harsh Dissonance, Layered Reverse Speech) Spin the wheel. Play the hand. The sigil is drawn in the shifting sand. This is not chaos. This is the wound. You were never free. You were just tuned. (Breakdown – Low Growls Beneath Static, Distorted Riffs) 01010100 01101000 01100101 01110011 01111001 01110011 01110100 01100101 01101101 01110111 01100001 01110110 01100101 01110010 01110011 (Binary phrase spells: “The system wavers.”) (Final Chorus – Grand Collapse, Wall of Sound Ending) Feed the algorithm, let it consume, Break the encryption—decode the tomb. The cycle repeats. The silence distorts. The sigil remains. The system aborts.
