[Intro (Low Static + Distant Footsteps)]
[(Breathing. A blade unsheathes.)]
You think they won’t turn on you?
You think kindness survives in Krat?
[(Glitching whisper)]
Run.
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[Verse 1 (Aggressive Rap)]
Footsteps echo behind my spine,
Streetlights flicker like warning signs.
Trust is thin as a spider’s thread,
One wrong word and it snaps instead.
Masks in the dark with hunter’s eyes,
Smiles that never reach inside.
They say they fight for something pure—
But every savior hides a lure.
Steel on steel in the pouring rain,
Mercy here is a weakness stain.
I learned too fast what warmth can cost—
In Krat, attachment gets you lost.
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[Chorus 1 (Explosive)]
Shadows move when I close my eyes,
Every promise a thin disguise.
Blades don’t lie, but people do—
So tell me now… what’s left of you?
If I grow a heart, it makes me bleed—
And this city feeds on need.
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[Verse 2 (Darker, Faster Flow)]
They call themselves survivors, saints,
Paint their violence without restraint.
“Trust me, puppet,” hear them say—
Then sharpen knives the other way.
Hotel lights feel far tonight,
Doubt crawls under candlelight.
If I hesitate, I die—
So I bury guilt and let it lie.
Humanity tastes bittersweet,
Like sugar mixed with concrete.
If I care, I hesitate—
And hesitation seals my fate.
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[Chorus 2 (Heavier, Screamed Backing)]
Shadows move when I close my eyes,
Every halo a crooked line.
Blades don’t lie, but hearts betray—
So I keep mine locked away.
If I grow a soul, it splits in two—
One for them… and one for you.
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[Bridge (Breakdown Section)]
[(Guitars chug. Percussion hits like machinery.)]
Trust is a weapon.
Love is a trap.
Mercy’s a crack
In armor that snaps.
Say my name—
But don’t say friend.
In this city,
All bonds end.
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[Final Chorus (Full Chaos)]
Shadows scream when the truth collides,
I see the fear behind their pride.
If I must choose what I will be—
Heart or hunter inside of me—
Then let the rain wash doubt away…
Tonight the puppet doesn’t pray.
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[Outro (Breathing + Slow Ticking)]
[(Rain fades. One distant scream.)]
I wanted to feel.
Now I feel too much.
(Tick… tick… tick…)
And something is following me.
ShadowSing
