[Intro – eerie pads, whispered vocals, low sub rumble]
There’s poison in the water
There’s venom in the crown
Every hand that hungers
Pulls the whole world down
You can feel it in the soil
Hear it breathing in the wires
We’re rotting in the quiet
While the sickness builds its pyres
[Verse 1 – clean but tense, glitchy percussion]
Ash on my lips, taste of decay
Every prophet preaching just to get paid
Got a thousand voices digging in my brain
Screaming, Who do you serve? Who do you save?
Everyone’s infected, craving control
Hollowing the heart, selling the soul
Greed is the god we’ve all come to know
And it burns us alive in its radioactive glow
[Pre-Drop – whispered, rising synth swell]
If you look close
You’ll see the rot beneath the gold
If you breathe in
You’ll choke on everything you’re sold
[DROP 1 – DUBSTEP x METAL BREAK]
[Machine-gun kick pattern, distorted bass growl]
THE SICKNESS—
THE SICKNESS—
THE SICKNESS IS SPREADING!
[Synth stabs, djent chugs]
Twist the truth, break the youth
Drain the world to feed the few
We are dying, we are bruised
THIS IS WHAT YOUR GREED WILL DO
[Verse 2 – clean/raspy mix, mechanical rhythm]
Every smile’s a blade
Every deal’s a grave
Every “blessing” you gave
Was a chain I had to break
We’re collapsing from within
You can hear the needle hiss
Injecting all the filth
Till we’re too numb to resist
[Pre-Chorus – swelling synths, layered cleans]
We’re starving for a cure
But feeding from the wound
No healing in the hands
That always take too soon
[Chorus – soaring melody, crunchy guitars]
We’re sick with the havoc
We’re born into madness
We built a world of static
Where every heart breaks out of habit
We’re sick with the havoc
Tearing through the fabric
Of every fragile truth
We swore we’d never lose
[Bridge – spoken, robotic filter, slow build]
If corruption is a kingdom
Then we all wear its crown
If the world is dying slowly
We’re the ones who put it down
[DROP 2 – FINAL BREAKDOWN / SCREAMS + DUBSTEP]
[Growl]
GREED—
IS THE VIRUS
GREED—
IS THE VIRTUE
GREED—
IS THE KILLING FIELD
THAT WE ALL PRAY TO
[Beat disintegrates, bass melts, guitars slam back]
LET IT SPREAD—
LET IT SPREAD—
’CAUSE WE DON’T FEEL HUMAN ANYMORE!
[Outro – soft glitching piano, fading static]
[Soft static, distant low-end rumble, almost no instrumentation]
“Listen…
You can hear the world coughing.
Not from sickness,
but from everything we fed it.
Every lie we swallowed,
every truth we sold,
every hand that took more
than it ever needed—
they all added weight
to the same breaking spine.
We keep calling the world dying
as if we weren’t the ones
holding the knife.
Maybe corruption wasn’t
something that found us.
Maybe it was something
we invited in,
fed,
named,
and worshiped
until it felt like home.
But if this is the end—
if this is the cost
of crowning greed as king…
Then let the ashes
teach whatever comes after us
what we forgot:
The world never needed saving.
It only needed us
to stop poisoning it…”