[Mood: fed up and angry]
[Tempo: 120-180 BPM]
[Instrumentation: Heavy guitars, hard bass, pushing drums]
[Vocals: Controlled, urgent and aggressive frustration]
[Intro – layered, uneasy, whispers]
Count the voices…
(Listen…listen)
Count the hands that never touch the strings…
Now look…and count again!
[Verse 1]
They command us all – bare your teeth in rhythm.
Synchronized outrage – immaculate timing.
Wake the fire, feed it names and numbers.
Watch it bloom on cue as the flames keep climbing.
Each reflection shows a stranger.
Every echo swears that it’s true.
We’re all conducting silent wars.
Reading from scripts we never knew.
[Pre-Chorus]
Pull the thread –
Feel it tighten on your throat.
You call it “freedom” while it chokes.
[Chorus – heavy urgency]
Scream louder – feed the machine.
Bleed color into black and white dreams.
Claw at shadows wearing your skin.
Divide – repeat – and begin again!
Don’t look up – no, don’t break the frame.
Every enemy knows your name.
March in circles and sharpen the spin.
Divide – repeat – and begin again!
Again and again and AGAIN!
[Verse 2]
Click the pulse – inject the anger.
Measured doses, clean and precise.
Rage performs beautifully on cue.
When it’s packaged, cut, and sliced!
Watch the towers collapse through the smoke screen.
See all their hands stay clean above the flood.
While we suffocate in curated conflict.
Drinking in their headlines as if they’re blood.
[Pre-Chorus]
You can trace the patterns forever but —
They always dissolve when you’re close.
And when it comes time to start over.
You’ll only be chasing ghosts!
[Chorus]
Scream louder – feed the machine.
Bleed color into black and white dreams.
Claw at shadows wearing your skin.
Divide – repeat – and begin again!
Don’t look up – no, don’t break the frame.
Every enemy knows your name.
March in circles and sharpen the spin.
Divide – repeat – and begin again!
Again and again and AGAIN!
[Bridge – chaotic time shifting]
Who wrote the script?
(Who sold the spark?)
Who lit the fuse inside your heart?
(You felt it burn) – called it your own.
But every word was pre-intoned.
(Eyes forward) – never look behind.
They fear you pausing more than they fear the light.
[whispered and layered]
still…still…still…
again…again…again…
lie still – again…
RISE UP – AGAIN!
[Breakdown – bone crushing]
Stillness is treason.
[Pause]
Silence reveals them.
Stillness is treason.
So keep moving…moving…moving – KEEP FUCKING MOVING!
[Final Chorus – bigger, slightly altered]
Scream louder –
(feed the machine!)
Paint your rage –
(into a perfect scene!)
Tear at the faces – shaped like your own!
Keep all the kings buried – under their throne!
Don’t look up – don’t ask “why me?”
Truth will vanish with velocity!
Spin it faster – don’t let it end!
Divide…repeat…
Divide…repeat…
Divide…repeat…and
…BEGIN AGAIN!!
[Outro – quiet, unsettling disbelief]
…or just STOP!…
…and integrate yourself - into the static choir!
(shhhhhhhhh……..)
GRENDEL
