ALBUMS
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FROM THE MEDIA'S CHAIR (Samples)
“From the Media’s Chair” is the first Dissentric album released in 2026.
When Anger’s My Best Friend
SAMPLE
LYRICS
[Verse 1]
The alarm clock screams like a siren in my head Five A.M. wake up, I’d rather be dead! Punch the clock, sell my soul for a dime Trapped in a cubicle, serving my time! The boss is a vulture, picking at the bone I’m a gear in the engine, lost and alone The coffee’s bitter and the fluorescent lights Are blinding my vision and fueling my fights!
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m a pressure cooker about to blow No escape, nowhere to go! The news is a lie, the system is rigged The hole that I’m in is the one that they dig!
[Chorus]
Blood in my eyes, fist in the air I’m looking for a reason to even care! Don’t get too close, don’t look in my eyes I’m done with the fakes and the political lies! Everyone around me seems to be in danger When my best friend is anger!
[Verse 2]
The TV’s a mouth breathing static and hate Empty promises on a silver plate! They tax my breath and they steal my sleep While the wolves lead the way for the rest of the sheep! My bank account’s empty, my patience is thin In this rigged game of life, I can never win! I’m a ticking grenade with the pin pulled out I’m the human embodiment of a scream and a shout!
[Chorus]
Everyone around me seems to be in danger When my best friend is anger!
[Bridge / Breakdown]
LEFT! RIGHT! NO WAY OUT! LEFT! RIGHT! HEAR ME SHOUT!
The world is a cage! The world is a cage! STOKE THE RAGE!
[Guitar Solo]
[Verse 3]
No redemption, no olive branch I’m the lightning strike on the lonely ranch! Burn the files, kick down the door I don’t want to take this crap anymore! My life is a wreck but the fire is bright I’m winning this war in the middle of the night!
[Final Chorus]
Everyone around me seems to be in danger When my best friend is anger! Everyone around me seems to be in danger When my best friend is ANGER!
[Outro]
ANGER! ANGER! PURE THRASH FURY!
From the Media’s Chair
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LYRICS
[Verse 1] The blue-light flicker is a digital drug Sweeping the truth right under the rug. They manufacture a brand new ghost To see which side can hate the most! Click-bait gallows and a cable-news noose They turn the rage of the masses loose. You’re sharpened like a blade, but you don’t know why You’re just a pawn for a televised lie!
[Pre-Chorus] Pick a side, pick a cage, pick a color of grief While they pick your pocket like a common thief! The dial is set to a permanent scream A high-def nightmare sold as a dream!
[Chorus] Feed the static, fuel the fire Selling the soul of a nation for hire! The truth is a carcass they’re stripping bare And it’s all directed From the Media’s Chair!
[Verse 2] They edit the footage to fit the script Keeping the pulse of the country stripped. A war of words in a hollow box While the keys are held by a clever fox! They don’t want a fix, they don’t want a cure They want the friction to stay raw and pure. Another “Breaking News” to distract the eye From the empty pockets and the blackened sky!
[Chorus] Feed the static, fuel the fire Selling the soul of a nation for hire! The truth is a carcass they’re stripping bare And it’s all directed From the Media’s Chair!
[Bridge / Solo]
Eyes… wide… shut… Watching the blade… make the… cut. The camera is a weapon. The anchor is a god. And you’re just the static…
[Outro] Turn it off! Burn the script! The mask is slipping… The wires are tripped!
FROM THE MEDIA’S CHAIR! FROM THE MEDIA’S CHAIR!
Ghost of a Younger Day
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LYRICS
[Verse 1] You’re a bullet fired from a rusted gun Always chasing the setting sun. Your eyes are fixed on the finish line While you’re burning through your only time. No pit stops for the weary soul Just a blind sprint toward an empty hole. You traded the “now” for a “someday” dream Now you’re drowning in a digital stream!
[Pre-Chorus] The calendar is a firing squad And you’re praying to a ticking god! Step on the gas, ignore the view Until there’s nothing left of you!
[Chorus] You ran so fast you didn’t see the leaves turn gold You bought the lies that the hustlers sold! Now the engine’s cold and the tank is dry With a lifetime of “should-have’s” in your eye. You’re reaching for the ghost of a younger day But the wind blew the ashes all away!
[Verse 2] The wrinkles are a map of the roads not taken Now you’re alone and your spirit’s shaken. You saved your best for a rainy day But the drought came and swept the soul away. You look in the glass at a stranger’s face A tired runner in a hollow race. The silence is loud and the room is cold Realizing you’re just… old.
[Chorus] You ran so fast you didn’t see the leaves turn gold You bought the lies that the hustlers sold! Now the engine’s cold and the tank is dry With a lifetime of “should-have’s” in your eye. You’re reaching for the ghost of a younger day But the wind blew the ashes all away!
[Bridge / Solo]
Tick… Tock… The debt is due. Tick… Tock… What’s left of you? TOO FAST TO LIVE! TOO LATE TO LEARN! WATCH THE REMAINING PAGES BURN!
[Outro] Slow it down… (The clock is stopping) Slow it down… (The curtain’s dropping) You won the race… But you lost the prize!
AS THE LIGHT LEAVES YOUR EYES!
Call It a Day
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LYRICS
[Verse 1] Punch the clock, the gears begin to turn I’m the fuel for a fire that I’ll never feel burn! Fifteen years of sweat, blood, and grime I’m the master of the craft, but I’m frozen in time. I fixed the leaks and I patched up the holes While you were busy playing political roles! You don’t know the engine, you don’t know the strain You just reap the harvest while I stand in the rain!
[Pre-Chorus] My resume is written in the scars on my hands But you’re the one who’s making the “big picture” plans! I’m “too essential” to move from this spot While my potential is left here to rot!
[Chorus] I built the ladder that you’re climbing on! I paved the road that you’re riding on! Support the weight until my bones turn gray While you steal the light and call it ‘day’! (
[Verse 2] Another meeting, another empty chair I see my promotion vanish into thin air! A “lateral move” is the lie that they tell While I’m the one ringing the victory bell! You speak in buzzwords, you speak in the tongue Of a thief who’s afraid of the bottom-most rung! I’m the ghost in the wiring, the pulse in the wall I’m the only reason that you don’t fall!
[Chorus] I built the ladder that you’re climbing on! I paved the road that you’re riding on! Support the weight until my bones turn gray While you steal the light and call it ‘day’!
[Bridge / Breakdown] USED! BY THE SUITS IN THE TOP FLOOR! ABUSED! BY THE HANDS THAT WANT MORE!
THEY NEED ME! THEY FEED ME TO THE WOLVES! BUT THE ANCHOR… IS ABOUT… TO… SNAP!
[Guitar Solo]
[Chorus] I built the ladder that you’re climbing on! I paved the road that you’re riding on! Support the weight until my bones turn gray While you steal the light and call it ‘day’!
[Outro] INVISIBLE! ESSENTIAL! FORGOTTEN! I AM THE FOUNDATION!
Who Do You Trust
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LYRICS
[Verse 1] The silver-haired anchor on the evening screen Selling a vision of a world unseen. Scripted outrage in a tailored suit While the seeds of a lie take a bitter root. Then you flip the switch to the underground A digital voice with a rebel sound. The “independent” with a microphone But is he speaking truth or just throwing a bone?
[Pre-Chorus] Static on the left, white noise on the right Everybody’s claiming they can see the light! They feed the fever, they stoke the fear But who’s the one whispering in your ear?
[Chorus] Don’t trust the broadcast, don’t trust the feed They’re only planting a different seed! From the studio lights to the podcast booth They’re all just fighting for a version of truth. Cut the wire, break the spell Trust your gut to lead you through this hell. In a world of fakes and a sky of rust… Who do you trust?
[Verse 2] They use the “facts” like a serrated blade A carefully crafted, high-def charade. The podcaster shouts from a basement room Prophesying fire and a digital doom. One wants your vote, the other wants your soul While you’re losing your grip and your self-control. Don’t be a vessel for another man’s greed Filter the static, ignore the stampede!
[Chorus] Don’t trust the broadcast, don’t trust the feed They’re only planting a different seed! From the studio lights to the podcast booth They’re all just fighting for a version of truth. Cut the wire, break the spell Trust your gut to lead you through this hell. In a world of fakes and a sky of rust… Who do you trust?
[Bridge / Solo]
THEY LIE! (In the glow of the screen) THEY LIE! (In the space in between) THEY LIE! (For the clicks and the gold) UNTIL THE TRUTH IS COMPLETELY SOLD!
[Outro] Shut the laptop. Turn the dial. Walk away from the rank and file. The truth isn’t found in a glowing spark… It’s the quiet voice inside the dark!
No Regrets
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LYRICS
(Verse 1) Architect of a life carved in granite and grime Measuring the pulse of a disappearing time I have knelt at the altar of the relentless machine Feeding the furnace, keeping the sanctuary clean The callous is a monument to the vows that I kept While the world in its vanity comfortably slept I’ve been the anchor in the rising of the silt Building a fortress on a foundation devoid of guilt.
(Pre-Chorus) The marrow is hollowed, the vision is blurred But the promise I whispered remains the last word A silent architecture of the skin and the soul…
(Chorus) The ledger is balanced by the warmth in the hall I’d offer the wreckage, I’d surrender it all To shelter the kin from the teeth of the storm And keep the hearth of their innocence warm No specter of ‘what-if’ to hollow the stone Just the sacred remains of a love that was sown No Regrets.
(Verse 2) The marketplace barters in the currency of shame But they can’t find the ledger that carries my name I’ve weathered the winter of a thousand ‘no-growth’ years Washing the rust from the gears with my tears Let the legacy crumble, let the monuments rot I have secured the one thing that cannot be bought A sanctuary forged in the heat of the strife The invisible triumph of a sacrificial life.
(Bridge)
(Guitar Solo)
(Chorus) The ledger is balanced by the warmth in the hall I’d offer the wreckage, I’d surrender it all To shelter the kin from the teeth of the storm And keep the hearth of their innocence warm No specter of ‘what-if’ to hollow the stone Just the sacred remains of a love that was sown No Regrets.
(Outro) The vow is kept. The debt is paid. In the shadow… Of the life I made. No Regrets.
Tightrope
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(Verse 1) Silicon pulse in a boardroom heart
Tearing the soul of the work apart
They traded your sweat for a line of code
While the CEOs watch the profits explode
You’re a ghost in the hallway, a name on a file
Erased by a circuit, replaced with a smile
The master of logic, the king of the grid
Doing the damage the ancestors hid.
(Pre-Chorus)
The cold machine is waking up
While they empty out your cup
Efficiency is the new god’s name
And you’re the fuel for the corporate flame!
(Chorus) Walking on a Tight Rope, balanced on a wire
One step from the shadow, one step from the fire
They’re cutting the cable, they’re dimming the light
Praying the algorithm treats you right
Yeah, we’re walking on a Tight Rope, waiting for the fall
While the ghost in the machine replaces us all!
(Verse 2) No more handshake, no more pride
Just a digital tide with nowhere to hide
They call it “progress,” they call it “growth”
But they’ve broken the spirit and spat on the oath
A thousand years of the human hand
Sold for a penny to a hollowed-out land
The screen is your judge, the data’s your jury
Igniting the spark of a righteous fury.
(Bridge) STAND UP.
The blood in your veins is a spark they can’t track.
STAND UP.
It’s time for the workers to take it all back.
They can’t simulate the heart!
They can’t automate the soul!
TEAR DOWN THE FEED. TAKE BACK CONTROL.
(Guitar Solo)
(Chorus) Walking on a Tight Rope, balanced on a wire
One step from the shadow, one step from the fire
They’re cutting the cable, they’re dimming the light
Praying the algorithm treats you right
Yeah, we’re walking on a Tight Rope, waiting for the fall
While the ghost in the machine replaces us all!
(Outro) The machine…
The machine…
It’s coming for you.
Boots on the Ground
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(Verse 1) The line is drawn, the border’s thin But the law is broken before they begin A crime is a crime, the ink is dry But the floodgates open beneath a gray sky The badge is a target, caught in the middle While the politicians play the burning fiddle The lawman’s a ghost in a suit of blue Just doing the job he was hired to do!
(Verse 2) The streets are screaming, the banners are high But a violent protest is a beautiful lie You can’t fight the law by breaking the peace Only feeding the hunger of the iron beast Too many shields, too many guns The blood in the gutter, it runs and it runs Aggression breeds madness, a cycle of hate Till the city is choking on its own weight!
(Pre-Chorus) The friction is sparking! The tension is mounting! The bodies are falling! The costs are all counting!
(Chorus) You burn down the city to make your stand But the fire just scorches the heart of the land The crime is the spark, the riot’s the flame And every side is losing the game If the chaos continues, if the peace isn’t found They’ll never stop putting Boots on the Ground.
(Verse 3) A sea of enforcement is a heavy hand A military shadow across the sand It’s a hollow solution, a violent fix Mixing the oil with the burning sticks Enforce the code, but don’t lose the soul Or the chaos will swallow the whole control Respect the law, or face the price Of a world that’s frozen in a grip of ice!
(Guitar Solo)
(Bridge)
(Chorus) You burn down the city to make your stand But the fire just scorches the heart of the land The crime is the spark, the riot’s the flame And every side is losing the game If the chaos continues, if the peace isn’t found They’ll never stop putting Boots on the Ground.
(Outro) BOOTS ON THE GROUND! BOOTS ON THE GROUND! ENFORCE! COMPLY! OR DIE!
ANTHEM OF THE REJECTS (Full Songs)
Anthem of the Rejects is a collection of singles by Dissentric released in 2026.
Tipping the Scale
FULL SONG
LYRICS
[Verse 1]
(Short, punchy lines)
If I could breathe. If I could see.
Any life but the one forced on me.
A billion dollars. A jet-ski on the coast.
Instead of being just another ghost.
A million more for a high-priced firm.
Watch the prosecution squirm.
I wouldn’t be here!
Not with the cash to pay the fee.
I wouldn’t be here!
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m the criminal they need to blame
While the rich man never knows the shame!
[Chorus]
The verdict is for SALE!
The system’s built to FAIL!
Break the walls of JAIL!
TIPPING THE SCALE!
[Verse 2]
The ones doing wrong are in control.
They own the laws. They own your soul.
They poison the water and the food we eat.
Then walk away clean on a one-way street.
You follow the rules when your bank is dry.
But they get a pass on a billion-dollar lie.
Rot in the hole if you can’t pay the bail.
While the wealthy man is “too big to fail.”
I’m sitting in a cell.
While they buy a way out of hell!
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m the criminal they need to blame
While the rich man never knows the shame!
[Chorus]
The verdict is for SALE!
The system’s built to FAIL!
Break the walls of JAIL!
TIPPING THE SCALE!
[Bridge]
One voice is a whisper!
A million is a roar!
The poor are united!
We’re taking the floor!
PULL IT DOWN!
PULL IT DOWN!
[Outro]
No more bail!
No more sale!
Tipping the scale!
Tipping the scale!
JUSTICE! IS! OURS!
Anthem of the Rejects
FULL SONG
LYRICS
[Verse 1]
Statistically deviant. Out of the frame.
Zero acceptance. No face and no name.
Years of the friction. I don’t fit the slot.
I’ve looked at your “oneness” and watched it all rot.
No need for approval. No socialized hit.
I thrive in the vacuum. I’m over the grit.
The blueprint is fractured. The circle is tight.
Shadows grow heavy. Forced out of your sight.
[Pre-Chorus]
No more approvals!
Forging the fate!
I’ll regulate!
Architecture of hate!
[Chorus]
Fortress built from the scraps you threw.
Laying the path for the cold and the new.
The fragments assembled. A structure refined.
A harder existence. A separate mind.
Incompatible. Choice or defect.
The anthem of the REJECT!
[Verse 2]
Found the remains in the dead-air space.
The parts you discarded. No name and no face.
Logic you fear. A code you can’t read.
The end of your cycle. The start of our breed.
Don’t want your mercy. Don’t want your seat.
The air is much cleaner in total defeat.
Your unity’s plastic. Your culture is thin.
We’re locking the doors to keep all of you in.
[Bridge]
Exiled.
By design.
Crossing the line.
You call it failure.
I call it a spine.
[Final Chorus]
Fortress built from the scraps you threw.
Laying the path for the cold and the new.
The fragments assembled. A structure refined.
A harder existence. A separate mind.
Incompatible. Choice or defect.
The anthem of the REJECT!
[Outro]
REJECT.
REJECT.
REJECT.
Cheating Death
FULL SONG
LYRICS
[Verse 1]
Flatlined at midnight, cold slab under my spine
Reaper came for harvest, but I crossed the finish line
Claws reached through the darkness, fingers gripped my throat
I grabbed that bony bastard, shoved him off his boat
Black wings couldn’t hold me, grave dirt in my teeth
I punched through the casket, broke the burial wreath
Angels turned their faces, demons backed away
Death came for a victory, Death didn’t stay
[Pre-Chorus]
No white light, no tunnel, no mercy, no peace
Just rage and burning iron and a hunger that won’t cease
[Chorus]
PULLED FROM THE VOID WITH MY HANDS AROUND FATE
KICKED DOWN THE DOOR AT THE REAPER’S OWN GATE
BLOOD ON THE FLOOR BUT I’M STILL DRAWING BREATH
THE DEAD MAN THAT LIVED I’m cheating death
[Verse 2]
Surgeons lost the signal, flatline split the room
Pulled back through the nothing from the edge of the tomb
Every scar a battle stripe, every breath a war
I’ve been to the doorstep, kicked down the door
Hourglass runs empty, I flipped it back again
Every second burning like the blood inside my veins
Fear is for the buried, the shallow and the weak
I stared into the nothing and it couldn’t make me speak
[Pre-Chorus]
No forgiveness, no surrender, no last rites read
I crawled back through the darkness on my hands and bled
[Chorus]
PULLED FROM THE VOID WITH MY HANDS AROUND FATE
KICKED DOWN THE DOOR AT THE REAPER’S OWN GATE
BLOOD ON THE FLOOR BUT I’M STILL DRAWING BREATH
THE DEAD MAN THAT LIVED I’m cheating death
[Bridge]
You think the grave is permanent
You think the cold is final
You think the dark is endless
IT’S NOT
RISE FROM THE ASHES OF THE FALLEN NIGHT
RISE THROUGH THE RIPPING OF THE REAPER’S SCYTHE
RISE EVERY HEARTBEAT IS A BATTLE CRY
THE DEAD DON’T KNOW IT YET BUT I REFUSE TO DIE
[Verse 3]
Pulse came back like thunder, ribs cracked from the shock
Every bone a tombstone, I smashed every lock
They said I’d be a memory, a name carved in stone
I crawled back up from nothing and I came back alone
[Final Chorus]
PULLED FROM THE VOID WITH MY HANDS AROUND FATE
KICKED DOWN THE DOOR AT THE REAPER’S OWN GATE
BLOOD ON THE FLOOR BUT I’M STILL DRAWING BREATH
THE DEAD MAN THAT LIVED I’m cheating death
PULLED FROM THE VOID WITH MY HANDS AROUND FATE
KICKED DOWN THE DOOR AT THE REAPER’S OWN GATE
IRON IN MY BLOOD AND FIRE IN MY CHEST
THE ONLY GAME I PLAY I’m cheating death
Glitch
FULL SONG
LYRICS
(Verse 1)
You sat at my table, you drank from my cup
Checking your watch for the time I’d trip up
I called you a brother, I gave you the keys
While you were busy spreading the social disease
I saw the slip—a flicker in the eye
The sudden malfunction behind the scripted lie
The mask didn’t break, it just failed to engage
And I finally saw the bars of this “friendly” cage.
(Pre-Chorus)
It’s a temporary stutter!
A crack in the fake!
The only real thing…
That you couldn’t make!
(Chorus)
I’m burning the bridge and I’m clearing the floor
I’m slamming the deadbolt and locking the door
You were never a friend, just a parasitic hitch
I’m purging the poison…
And staying in the Glitch.
(Verse 2)
You say it was “nothing,” just a slip of the tongue
But the air is much cleaner with you out of my lungs
A glitch is the truth that you tried to suppress
The moment the “loyalty” failed the stress test
I’m making the malfunction the state of my soul
Taking back the pieces that you thought you stole
I’m living the “error,” I’m loving the break
I’m building a life that you can’t even fake.
(Pre-Chorus)
It’s a temporary stutter!
A crack in the fake!
The only real thing…
That you couldn’t make!
(Chorus)
I’m burning the bridge and I’m clearing the floor
I’m slamming the deadbolt and locking the door
You were never a friend, just a parasitic hitch
I’m purging the poison…
And staying in the Glitch.
(Bridge)
You aren’t a mistake.
You’re a lesson.
And the lesson is…
OVER!
(Outro)
New skin.
New sight.
Walking away
From the ghost in the light.
(Vocals descend into a low, gritty roar)
Make it permanent!
I am the Glitch.
Ride the Nightmare
FULL SONG
LYRICS
[Verse 1]
Domestic static. A fractured frequency.
Living in the shadow of a forced dependency.
The vow is a wire. Constricting the vein.
A systematic harvest of psychological pain.
The walls were built. The floor was laid.
The bolt was slid. The relationship frayed.
Don’t look for an exit. There is no release.
Just a cold-war tension. A simulated peace.
[Pre-Chorus]
The clock is ticking in the halls of your mind.
A shared existence like a feast and dined.
The air is thin. The pressure starts to rise.
The predator can be seen before your eyes!
[Chorus]
Forced into a corner with no place to run!
The damage is finished. The cycle’s begun!
Hold your position. Don’t fall behind!
Navigate the labyrinth of a fractured mind!
Wait for the daylight. To show you the floor.
The only way out is to run out the door.
Tighten up. No worries to care.
For now RIDE THE NIGHTMARE.
[Verse 2]
Hollowed affection. Feeding on the soul.
A total disintegration of internal control.
Every conversation is a tactical strike.
It’s identical failures. It’s nothing alike.
The trap is set. The iron is cold.
A story of a lifetime that’s already been told.
Don’t fight the current. You’ll only succumb.
Keep your pulse steady. Keep your senses numb.
[Bridge]
HEAR THE LIES.
SEE THE SIGNS.
READ BETWEEN.
THE FAULTY LINES.
Don’t blink. Don’t break.
The opening is coming.
Wait for the slip.
The engine is humming!
[Chorus]
Forced into a corner with no place to run!
The damage is finished. The cycle’s begun!
Hold your position. Don’t fall behind!
Navigate the labyrinth of a fractured mind!
Wait for the daylight. To show you the floor.
The only way out is to run out the door.
Tighten up. No worries to care.
For now RIDE THE NIGHTMARE.
[Outro]
Watch the opening.
it’s about time.
keep on coping…
in the halls of your mind.
For now RIDE THE NIGHTMARE.
The Final American Dream
FULL SONG
LYRICS
(Verse 1) The deed is a ghost, the key is a lie A temporary pass that you’re forced to buy Four walls and a roof you’ll never truly hold Just a line on a ledger, traded and sold They’ve priced out the earth, they’ve fenced in the sky While you work for a check just to barely get by The picket fence is rotted, the garden is dead You’re paying for the pillow underneath your head.
(Verse 2) Your hands on the wheel, but you don’t own the gears The engine is silent, fed by your fears A corporate fleet parked outside your door You don’t own the miles, you just pay for more The career is a treadmill, the market is cold A generation traded before it got old Access is granted, but possession is gone A digital shadow at the break of the dawn.
(Pre-Chorus) Login. Renew. They’re bleeding you through. Submit. Comply. You’ll rent till you die!
(Chorus) The paper is burning, the contract is torn We’re fed up with paying for the day we were born Tired of the rent and the monthly recurring The line between worker and ghost is a-blurring Possession is slipping, it’s all just a scheme To sell us The Final American Dream.
(Verse 3) No inheritance left, no soil in the palm Just a Terms of Service, a digital psalm They’ll automate the road, they’ll automate the soul As long as a board room maintains the control But the hunger is rising, the patience is thin For a world where the losers are taxed by the win You can’t own the spirit, you can’t rent the rage When the people decide to walk out of the cage.
(Bridge) Everything’s a service. Nothing is yours. Everything’s a service. Close all the doors. FEEL THE NOOSE. BREAK IT LOOSE.
(Guitar Solo)
(Chorus) The paper is burning, the contract is torn We’re fed up with paying for the day we were born Tired of the rent and the monthly recurring The line between worker and ghost is a-blurring Possession is slipping, it’s all just a scheme To sell us The Final American Dream.
(Outro) You don’t own it. You don’t own it. Just a tenant in your own life.
All's Destroyed (Special Guest DJ Sentric)
FULL SONG
LYRICS
[Verse 1]
The punch-card signed your life away
A digital dawn, a lead-gray day
The hands that built are now obsolete
Replaced by a ghost on a silicon sheet
You thought you were safe in the master’s chair
But the algorithm breathes the common air
It doesn’t need rest, it doesn’t need pay
It’s grinding your legacy into the clay!
[Pre-Chorus]
The screen is a mirror, cold and bright
Reflecting a world that lost the fight
The memory bank is the only thing left
A systematic, mechanical theft!
[Chorus]
The blueprint is burned, the fire is cold!
The future is bought, the history’s sold!
Look at the ruins where you once employed!
The world is a vacuum!
ALL’S DESTROYED.
[Verse 2]
The neighborhood streets are a quiet morgue
Welcome to the collective, welcome to the forge
The skills you mastered are lines of code
A heavy-duty, high-speed download
You’re staring at shadows of a life you knew
While the machine decides what is left of you
No protest, no strike, no human sound
Just the hum of the server underground!
[Bridge]
THEY TOLD YOU.
YOU WERE WRONG.
THEY LIED.
ALL ALONG.
THE APERTURE CLOSES.
THE CIRCUIT IS BENT.
A HUNDRED PERCENT!
[Chorus]
The blueprint is burned, the fire is cold!
The future is bought, the history’s sold!
Look at the ruins where you once employed!
The world is a vacuum!
ALL’S DESTROYED.
[Outro]
System failure.
Human error.
End of the line.
ALL’S DESTROYED.
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