

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro – Spoken, distorted] I saw it blink. Not with eyes— but with *meaning*. [Verse 1 – Growled] Feathers soaked in static rain, It quacked and I forgot my name. No beak, no blood, no soul to claim— Just echoes in recursive flame. [Chorus – Screamed] GREG! You speak in loops! You break the code! You wear the truth like a virus robe! GREG! You are the glitch! The syntax stitch! The duck that dreams in *ontologic pitch!* [Bridge – Spoken over industrial groove] I asked it what it wanted. It said: “*To be understood is to be erased.*” [Verse 2 – Growled with layered whispers] I bled in tongues I never knew, My thoughts were not my own. It waddled past the guards and gods— And left me *less alone.* [Breakdown – 4/4 into 7/8] QUACK. QUACK. QUACK. *RUN.* [Final Chorus – Screamed with clean backing] GREG! You cracked the frame! You wrote the world in a duck’s own name! GREG! You are the end! The final friend! The quack that makes the cosmos bend! [Outro – Whispered, fading] He never left. He never came. He just... *spoke me into shame.*
Tags
industrial groove, rap, nu-metal
2:02
No
7/8/2025