The City Beneath the Icev6

[Intro — polar wind, radio static, slow metallic pulse; distant choir] [Spoken, filtered radio voice] We found a city beneath the ice. [The signal distorts. Heavy guitars enter.] [Intro Breakdown — slow half-time, dissonant guitars, rising drums] [Growl] BENEATH THE ICE! [Scream] IT’S STILL ALIVE! [Full band hit] THE MOUNTAINS ARE WATCHING! [Verse 1 — restrained clean vocals, cold and tense] The compass turns against the north. Our tracks disappear beneath the snow. Black peaks rise beyond the white horizon, like broken teeth beneath the storm. We came to name the things we found, to measure walls and map the past. But every carving points below, and every shadow follows us. [Pre-Chorus — clean vocals build, whispers underneath] No wind could shape these towers. No human hand could raise these stones. Something waits below the silence— [Scream] —and it knows we’re here! [Chorus — epic clean vocals, bleak and soaring] There’s a city sleeping under the ice. There’s a memory older than the stars. We came to wake the buried past, now something ancient knows who we are. The white horizon starts to close. The frozen world begins to breathe. We found the edge of all we know— and something found us underneath. [Breakdown 1 — heavy half-time, shifting djent accents] [Growl] SEAL THE TUNNEL! [Scream] IT’S COMING THROUGH! [Growl] BURN THE RECORDS! [Scream] IT REMEMBERS YOU! [Verse 2 — rhythmic clean vocals, growing urgency] The walls are carved with shapes that move when no one watches them directly. Our leader reads the marks aloud. The old dead answer from the dark. The camp is gone. The radio is silent. The snow has swallowed every trail. A pale shape moves beyond the ruins, and leaves no footprints in its wake. [Pre-Chorus — rising guitars and drums] No map can lead us home now. No prayer can change the way below. Something has begun to follow— [Scream] —and it knows our names! [Chorus — bigger clean vocals with screamed backing accents] There’s a city sleeping under the ice. There’s a memory older than the stars. We came to wake the buried past, now something ancient knows who we are. The white horizon starts to close. The frozen world begins to breathe. We found the edge of all we know— and something found us underneath. [Breakdown 2 — crushing, slow half-time; dissonant low guitars and choir hits] [Growl] THEY BUILT THIS PLACE! [Scream] THEY NEVER LEFT! [Growl] THE ICE IS CRACKING! [Scream] THE DARK IS WAKING! [Bridge — quiet clean vocals over polar wind and sparse piano] We were not the first to enter. We will not be the last to fall. The oldest city keeps its silence, but something moves behind the walls. [Build — drums and guitars rise; vocals intensify] The snow erases every footprint. The radio repeats our final call. [Final Chorus — full, soaring clean vocals; distant choir] There’s a city sleeping under the ice. There’s a memory older than the stars. We came to wake the buried past, now something ancient knows who we are. The white horizon starts to close. The frozen world begins to breathe. We found the edge of all we know— and something found us underneath. [Final Breakdown — long, evolving, crushing; shifting meters and stop-start hits] [Growl] BENEATH THE ICE! [Scream] BEYOND THE MAP! [Growl] THE CITY STIRS! [Scream] THE PEAKS COLLAPSE! [Full band stop] [Whispered radio voice] We are not alone. [Final hit — distorted radio static cuts to silence]