[Intro]
[Atmospheric, clock ticking, deep reese bass drone, solo cello, slow]
The clock is ticking... but the race is done.
Now look around you... at what we made.
[Verse 1]
[Heavy slow 808 kick, industrial metallic percussion, deep raspy male vocals]
Step by step, the dust has settled down.
We buried the crown.
The concrete is cracking, the glass starts to fall...
The silence swallows us all.
[Pre-Chorus]
[Orchestral march drums, massive cinematic brass horns, building tension]
Can you feel the weight?
We’re starving for a life... more than fate.
[Chorus]
[Monumental doom drop, 85 BPM, distorted sub-bass, epic melancholic violins]
We are the architects of our own fall!
The last monument standing tall!
We broke the chains... but we kept the rust,
And everything turns to dust.
[Instrumental Drop Extension]
[Heavy 808 bass pounding, aggressive phonk cowbell melody, furious violin staccato, no vocals]
[Verse 2]
[Minimal beat, deep piano chords, low-pitched dark vocals]
Look at the hands that built the machine.
The battle is past.
We found our peace...
But we made it last.
[Chorus]
[Monumental doom drop, 85 BPM, distorted sub-bass, epic violins wall of sound]
We are the architects of our own fall!
The last monument standing tall!
No fire to burn us, no heaven to save,
Just the echo of words that we gave!
[Instrumental Interlude]
[Sudden drop out, silent void, deep rumbling reese bass, solo weeping violin, slow]
[Instrumental Build-up]
[Cinematic brass chords, slow heavy taiko drum rolls, accelerating snare build, massive orchestral crescendo]
[Bridge]
[Beat stops, dry raw whisper vocals, no effects, intimate]
No pressure...
No race...
We cleared the space.
[Final Chorus]
[Maximum energy doom drop, heavy phonk cowbell, distorted 808 bass, dark male choir, epic strings]
We are the architects of our own fall!
The last monument standing tall!
Let the bass shake the ground one last time,
The final chord of a beautiful crime!
[Instrumental Outro Solo]
[Brutal distorted bassline pulsing, epic orchestral ensemble crescendo, heavy drums slowing down, massive fading reverb]
[Outro]
[Drums stop, fading bass drone, ticking clock stops, deep sigh, total silence]
They look like you...
They look like me...
Now there's nothing left.
Sneax
