Prompt / Lyrics
[Cold synth. A single, pulsing beat. Zer0's voice — electronic, measured, unhurried:] "Seven words. Seven cuts. Seven moments between life and nothing. Count with me." [Beat drops — slow, predatory, glitched.] --- [VERSE 1 — HAIKU] Helios burning. Fire in the sky. A name Falls. I watch it fall. Blade in my hand. Cold. The heat does not touch me here. I am the silence. Rhys runs from the flame. He carries a name he fears. I follow. I watch. --- [HOOK — HAIKU] Seven words I speak. Count the cuts. Count the moments. Zero hour begins. Seven. Six. Five. Four. Three. Two. One. Nothing remains. I am what is left. --- [VERSE 2 — HAIKU] Vaughn is bleeding. He carries Rhys through the ash. I clear the path. Swift. Bandits in the smoke. They see my blade. They see death. They do not see me. The name Atlas falls. A new name rises from ash. I will guard it. Sharp. --- [BRIDGE] [Beat drops to sparse electronics. Zer0's voice, quieter, almost thoughtful:] "They ask why I follow. Why I serve. Why I chose the man who runs. I do not serve the name. I serve the promise. The thing that rises from the ash. The thing that does not need to burn." [Beat returns. Cold. Precise.] --- [VERSE 3 — HAIKU] Rhys builds from nothing. He does not know how to build. I teach him to cut. Not with steel. With trust. He learns to hold what he fears. He learns to let go. The logo burns bright. Not the old flame. Something new. I watch it take shape. --- [BREAKDOWN] [Heavy. Slow. Each line a haiku, spaced, deliberate.] Seven words I gave. Seven cuts I made for him. He does not know them. One. Trust the silence. Two. Let the old name burn. Three. Build from the ground. Four. Hold what you fear. Five. Let it go when it's time. Six. Become the blade. Seven. Become the hand. The hand that chooses to hold. The hand that stays sharp. --- [FINAL HOOK — HAIKU] Zero hour is past. The ash settles. The blade waits. I am Zero. Sharp. Seven words I gave. Seven cuts to build a name. Atlas will not fall. Not while I remain. Not while the blade stays honest. Zero hour. I wait. --- [OUTRO] [Synth fades to a single, sustained note. Zer0's voice, final, calm:] "They count the cuts. They count the names. They count the moments between life and nothing. I count the promise. The thing that rises. The thing that stays. Atlas will rise. I will be there. Blade ready. Silence kept. Count with me." [Silence.]
Tags
Synthwave Noir/Industrial Hip-Hop, Haiku, male
Duration
4:55
Instrumental
No
Created
3/31/2026