(Intro)
(Atmosphere: A high-voltage power grid humming dangerously loud.)
(Vocal effect: Aggressive, distorted, rising in pitch with the music)
System overload...
Three... two... one...
(Verse 1)
No more warnings, no more delays,
I’m setting fire to your digital maze.
You thought the power belonged to the crown,
But I’ve got my hand on the grid of this town.
One strike... I felt the glitch.
Two strikes... I flipped the switch.
(Pre-Chorus)
(Style: The drums completely stop. A rising digital alarm sound sweeps upward, getting louder and sharper every second.)
Three strikes... you’re out of time.
Punishment fitting the digital crime.
The backup generators are starting to blow,
Welcome to the end of your favorite show.
(Chorus)
(Style: The drop hits with pure Glitch-Rage energy. Aggressive, rhythmically chopped synth saws scream over a heavy, driving bassline.)
I flipped the switch!
Total blackout!
This is the moment that you find out!
Cut the power, kill the light,
No salvation for you tonight!
Yeah, the darkness is swallowing everything whole,
As I take back control of my soul!
(Verse 2)
(Style: Rapid-fire trap delivery layered with mechanical grinding and heavy machine-gun hi-hats.)
Flipping the breaker and pulling the plug,
Wiping the system of you like a bug.
You’re left in the dark and you’re spinning around,
Searching for pieces that cannot be found.
The motherboard’s melting, the wires are crossed,
Calculate the ultimate cost.
(Bridge)
(Style: Sudden, dead silence except for the heavy, rhythmic breathing of the artist.)
(Whisper, cold and calculating)
You chose the persona.
Well, boy, that’s on you.
Now watch what happens...
When the power goes through.
(Sound effect: A massive electrical explosion, like a transformer blowing up)
(Chorus)
(Style: Maximum intensity. The track layers heavy dubstep growls over the industrial glitch-rage beat.)
I flipped the switch! Total blackout!This is the moment that you find out!
Cut the power, kill the light,
No salvation for you tonight!
Yeah, the darkness is swallowing everything whole,
As I take back control of my soul!
(Outro)
(Style: The music dies out instantly, leaving only the sound of a slowly winding down electrical motor.)
Power down.
Blackout.
(Whisper) Now... meet the beast.
(An abrupt digital cut-off to dead silence)
MVSSY_LVND
