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Lyrics
[Intro]
Dust on the console
Cold in this cage
Pip-Boy glow
On my face like plague
[Verse 1]
Vault-Tec logo peeling
Rust on the steel, still breathing
Terminals flicker like secrets
Log after log, just regret and experiments
Brotherhood posted at the doorframe
Armor too loud, they love war games
Say they guard “truth” with their rifles
All I see? Gatekeepers in cycles
NCR tags in the dirt now
Rangers dead, flags turned brown
They were chasing some old-time order
Woke up late, lost the border
[Chorus]
Vault-Tec stay hidden, I’m locked in the black
Every corridor whispers, “don’t go back”
Brotherhood stay in the way, they block my path
I been digging through ashes just to find my past
We’ll never find anything useful, just bones
Just names in the dust, just broken homes
Enclave in the dark, yeah, they want that throne
Power hungry, power hungry, carving up zones
[Verse 2]
Heard that crackle on the station
Cold voice preaching salvation
Flag with the eagle, stitched too clean
Can’t be wasteland-made, that’s a different machine
Enclave marching in shadows
Eyes on reactors and silos
Talking “future” in their speeches
I see collars, chains, leashes
NCR almost gone, just stories
Cards in a bar about old glories
Caps all spent on the wrong fights
Now it’s just caravans ducking searchlights
[Chorus]
Vault-Tec stay hidden, I’m locked in the black
Every corridor whispers, “don’t go back”
Brotherhood stay in the way, they block my path
I been digging through ashes just to find my past
We’ll never find anything useful, just bones
Just names in the dust, just broken homes
Enclave in the dark, yeah, they want that throne
Power hungry, power hungry, carving up zones
[Bridge]
Who got the codes, who got the keys
Who owns the hunger, who feeds the beast
If every flag just wants more land
What’s a single soul to a metal-clad hand? (yeah)
[Chorus]
Vault-Tec stay hidden, I’m locked in the black
Every corridor whispers, “don’t go back”
Brotherhood stay in the way, they block my path
I been digging through ashes just to find my past
We’ll never find anything useful, just bones
Just names in the dust, just broken homes
Enclave in the dark, yeah, they want that throne
Power hungry, power hungry, carving up zones
Details
GeneratedFeb 1, 2026
Duration2:29
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Sinister trap beat with detuned bells and booming low-end, male vocals in an icy, whispery delivery that grows more aggressive in the hook. Sparse verses with eerie pads and distant choir stabs; chorus hits with layered ad-libs and distorted backing vocals. Heavy reverb on ad-libs, tight dry lead vocal front and center, occasional glitch FX on line endings to feel unstable and paranoid.
Credits
Prompt by
traphik256
traphik256ModelAria v5
Prompt
Dark, rap, trap, vault tec stay hidden, the brotherhood stay in the way and we’ll never find anything useful, and the ncr is almost gone,the enclave has officially returned, power hungry
