Cut The Signal

[Intro – Scream] CUT THE SIGNAL ⸻ [Verse 1] Blue light baptism, faces in a row Silent congregation in a flicker-glow Tongues repeat the sermon from a plastic throne Every thought pre-written, every mind on loan Eyes wide open but they never see Truth dissolved in curated reality Feed the fear, feed the need to obey Cut the signal—watch them fade away ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] They call it truth, I call it design A poison dressed in glowing light If I don’t kneel, I’m out of line But I can see the wires inside ⸻ [Chorus] We’re chained to the screen, we worship the lie Digital gods with a pixel disguise They say I’m insane ‘cause I question the script But you’re the ones with the poison drip Say what it tells you, think what it feeds Drown in the echo of borrowed beliefs You call it truth, I call it disease— We’re just static saints on our knees ⸻ [Verse 2] Scroll through the ashes of a dying thought Every doubt deleted, every war pre-fought Heroes fabricated, villains all assigned No room left for a questioning mind You laugh when I speak like I’ve lost control But your voice isn’t yours—it’s a scripted role Mirror’s cracked but you don’t look twice Comfort’s worth more than the price ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] They brand me mad for breaking free From the chains you’ll never see But silence screams in harmony With every screen you’ll never leave ⸻ [Chorus] We’re chained to the screen, we worship the lie Digital gods with a pixel disguise They say I’m insane ‘cause I question the script But you’re the ones with the poison drip Say what it tells you, think what it feeds Drown in the echo of borrowed beliefs You call it truth, I call it disease— We’re just static saints on our knees ⸻ [Breakdown] (Whisper) Obey. Consume. Repeat. Obey. Consume. Repeat. (Heavy) You don’t even know you’re sick You don’t even know you’re sick You don’t even know— THE SIGNAL OWNS YOUR SOUL ⸻ [Bridge – melodic/ethereal] Pull the plug, feel your pulse again Silence cuts deeper than it’s ever been If truth is chaos, let it bleed I’d rather burn than never be ⸻ [Final Chorus] We’re chained to the screen, we worship the lie Digital gods with a pixel disguise They say I’m insane ‘cause I question the script But you’re the ones with the poison drip Say what it tells you, think what it feeds Drown in the echo of borrowed beliefs You call it truth, I call it disease— We’re just static saints on our knees SAY WHAT IT TELLS YOU, THINK WHAT IT FEEDS YOU CALL IT TRUTH, I CALL IT DISEASE