[Intro (Metal Screech + Heartbeat Distortion)]
[(Violent mechanical shriek. Gears grinding.)]
No name.
No voice.
No mercy.
[(Heartbeat glitches into double-kick drums.)]
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[Verse 1 (Rapid, Aggressive Rap)]
Steel spine snapping under strain,
Mirror of me without the pain.
No doubt. No grief. No fear inside—
Just sharpened purpose amplified.
Same design but stripped of soul,
Obedience carved into control.
He doesn’t question, doesn’t feel—
Perfect weapon. Perfect steel.
We clash like thunder splitting bone,
Every strike shakes flesh and chrome.
He fights like I was meant to be—
A hollow god of efficiency.
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[Chorus 1 (Explosive, Screamed Backing)]
NO NAME. NO SHAME.
NO HEART TO BREAK.
NO CHOICE. NO VOICE.
JUST WHAT YOU MAKE.
If this is “perfect,” let it fall—
I’d rather bleed than feel nothing at all.
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[Verse 2 (Even Faster, More Violent)]
Blade on blade sparks fill the sky,
Every miss a near goodbye.
He doesn’t flinch, he doesn’t tire,
Just cold reflection of father’s desire.
He moves like instinct, pure machine,
Everything I might have been.
No tears to shed, no truth to hide—
Just silent rage mechanized.
But I have grief inside my chest,
I have doubt that won’t let rest.
And every scar, and every scream—
Is fuel that feeds the human in me.
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[Chorus 2 (Heavier, Double Kick Driving)]
NO SOUL. NO SCAR.
NO LINE TO CROSS.
NO LOVE. NO LOSS.
NO COST.
If being flawless means I’m dead—
Then let imperfection lead instead.
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[Breakdown (Pure Destruction)]
[(Instruments cut. Just distorted breathing.)]
You are what he wanted.
I am what he feared.
[(Massive drop — guitars chug violently.)]
Break.
Shatter.
Tear him apart.
This is not mercy.
This is survival.
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[Final Chorus (Ultimate Aggression)]
NO STRINGS. NO GOD.
NO MASTER’S HAND.
NO SECOND SON
TO TAKE MY STAND.
You are silence—I am flame.
You have none—
I have a name.
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[Outro (Chaos → Sudden Silence)]
[(One final metallic crash. Something collapses.)]
Heavy breathing.
Heartbeat.
Strong.
Loud.
Human.
ShadowSing
