[Intro]
[percussive hits on guitar body, steady thumb-bass pulse]
[arpeggiated E minor chords]

zero faith remains
black fire in our eyes
night read out our names
then erased them from our dreams

pulse beneath the city’s skin
beats like a vicious loop
we step in without a shadow
into the zone of doom

[Section A]
[melodic tapping on high strings]
[syncopated bass line continues]
[natural harmonics at 12th and 7th frets]

past the edge of noise
past the edge of clouds
where there is no God
where the radar won’t sound

where you cannot see pain
only strobe and smoke
where the broken cosmos
suddenly came alive

where unfamiliar faces
melt into the bassline
where love is just a virus
and closeness stays offline

[Pre-Hook]

and it all looks clean
and it all feels right
but deep in the heart of the system
there’s a bug out of sight

[Hook]

we are falling
down, not higher
through the neon
into black transparency

we are burning
without warmth, without a home
like a code
that forgot how to obey

we are flying
through the shards of data
on the traces
of forbidden dreams

and somebody fell in love
with destruction itself
like it was
the only melody

[Post-Hook]

crash my light
kill the sound
night is taking us underground

freeze my skin
save my sin
you move through me like a dim machine

[Section B]
[rapid sixteenth-note fingerpicking]
[slap-and-pop string technique]
[descending bass run]

all the lonely people
here without a voice
only the shine of metal
only the nerves of words

every move’s like trying
not to burn away
every look’s a gunshot
through the glass of night

and in this dark hall
where the fear still pulses
we dance like the world
has already gone

[Bridge]

somewhere all the good
has been saved in files
somewhere everything alive
doesn’t bend to style

but here in the body
in this muted haze
someone cracked the portals
for a blind dark rage

installed in our veins
that cursed information
then called it love—
their own degeneration

[Final Hook]

we are flying
through black corridors
where there is
neither end nor floor

we are burning
sparks along our temples
like the night
drank us down to the last drop

we are flying
like a glitch in rhythm
like a sin
that wants to rise again

and somebody fell in love
with the ruin of the world
’cause they could not
feel anything at all

[Outro]
[slowing tempo, rubato feel]
[final sustained E minor chord with natural harmonics]

one hundred percent darkness
one hundred percent background
music still is holding
what the night took down

and while the bass still beats
under city concrete
we are not alive yet
but we are no longer clean