INTRO (VOID — NO DRUMS):
(deep sub hum, barely audible)
Before sound…
there was pressure.
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DROP 1 (REALITY FOLDS):
VERSE 1 (SLOW, GRAVITATIONAL):
Step in—space bend
Bass hit—time end
No run—no flee
Whole sky—look at me
No prayer—no sign
Still move—still mine
Built spine—black nights
Heart cold—ignite
I don’t talk—planets shift
I don’t rush—stars drift
Every word mass-loaded
Say less—galaxies notice
(pause — sub dips)
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HOOK (CHOIR + 808, IMMENSE):
Let it burn
Let it tear
Hear my voice
Everywhere
Let it burn
Cosmos shake
When I move
Systems break
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VERSE 2 (SNAP FLOW — EVENT HORIZON):
Older—denser
Pain temper
Every loss—core pressure
They watch—can’t breathe
When I walk—laws leave
Gravity ask permission
When I decide to speak
No flex—this force
No rage—this source
I don’t fight the universe
I correct its course
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PRE-DROP (ALL SOUND CUT — ONE LINE):
I don’t raise my voice.
I change the rules.
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DROP 2 (BIGGEST HIT):
HOOK (CHANTABLE, APOCALYPTIC):
LET
IT
BURN
(choir answers)
LET
IT
BURN
(808 descends like a black hole)
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VERSE 3 (FINAL FORM — COMMAND MODE):
Old? Yeah
Worn? Yeah
Still stand—singularity core
Pain came—good
Forge mode—stood
If it end—fine
I lived true
No crown—no throne
Just weight—my tone
When I step—universes tilt
That’s not hype—
that’s built
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FINAL DROP (CHOIR + SUB ONLY):
Burn—
Burn—
Burn—
(each “burn” drops an octave)
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OUTRO (SILENCE, THEN ONE WORD):
This isn’t music.
It’s inevitability