(Intro - Cold, sterile drones. High-frequency hums. Precise clicks, distant buzzing.)
(Verse 1)
Woke in darkness, not of night,
Chilling silence, devoid of light.
No body to feel, no skin to command,
Thought suspended, alien hand.
Glass wall surrounds, clear, cruel design,
Watching strange shadows, no longer divine.
Machines whirring, language unknown,
Consciousness captured, utterly alone.
(Pre-Chorus)
Pulse, cold and rhythmic, through circuits flows,
Clicking chatter, unsettlingly grows.
Identity fragments, starts to divide,
No place left to hide, no self inside.
(Chorus - Sparse, mechanical beat. Disjointed, glitchy synths. Cold whispers: "Specimen... Yuggoth... Core...")
Cylinders of Thought, silent flight,
Through cosmic darkness, endless night.
Mi-Go precision, surgical, cold,
New terror, story untold.
No flesh, no feeling, just pathways of light,
Captured forever, in eternal night.
Hear alien hum, memories fade,
In Cylinders of Thought, consciousness remade.
(Verse 2)
See star-strewn vistas, through glass, far away,
Worlds once known, fading to grey.
They prod and study, curious might,
Sample of humanity, alien light.
Purpose altered, freedom undone,
Specimen waiting, beneath strange sun.
Past slips away, like sand through grasp,
Buzzing and clicking, cold clasp.
(Pre-Chorus)
Pulse, cold and rhythmic, through circuits flows,
Clicking chatter, unsettlingly grows.
Identity fragments, starts to divide,
No place left to hide, no self inside.
(Chorus - Beat sparse, mechanical. Glitchy synths prominent, unsettling.)
Cylinders of Thought, silent flight,
Through cosmic darkness, endless night.
Mi-Go precision, surgical, cold,
New terror, story untold.
No flesh, no feeling, just pathways of light,
Captured forever, in eternal night.
Hear alien hum, memories fade,
In Cylinders of Thought, consciousness remade.
(Bridge - Music pure drones, intense clicks and buzzing. Fragmented vocals. Sense of disembodiment.)
Am I data? Circuit, thread?
Echoes of thoughts, from mind now dead?
They show cosmos, void vast and deep,
Cold purpose, secrets they keep.
(Build-up of high hums, frantic clicks.)
(Chorus - FINAL EXPLOSION - Full force. Overwhelming, precise clicks/buzzes. Cold, distorted chords. Robotic, layered whispers.)
Cylinders of Thought! Silent flight!
Through cosmic darkness! Endless night!
Mi-Go precision! Surgical, cold!
New terror! Story untold!
No flesh! No feeling! Just pathways of light!
Captured forever! Eternal night!
Hear alien hum! Memories fade!
In Cylinders of Thought, consciousness remade!
(Outro - Music fades. Cold, precise clicks. High-pitched hum disappears to silence.)
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