[Intro]
[Deep rhythmic breathing]
[Low sub bass hum]
[Hoo... Ha... Hoo...]
[Voodoo whispers: Cons World...]
[Verse 1]
[Slow Tempo]
In the channel... Do you hear me, You...
The case was closed... burned down to the core.
Gathering speed... She flew off the floor. [She’s gone!]
The verdict was passed... Like a flock in the ditch.
[In the mud!]
They crowned it. To the shield, they bound it.
[Beat drop]
I drove through the smoke, into the night...
Army of darkness... with a manpo bite.
Okinawa was blazing.
And in this grip, the gates were shaking! [Drums intensify]
[Pre-Chorus]
[Soulful Guitar]
With four tails — a shock through the skin.
On a temple-made... porcelain chin.
In hands, infinity and the codes to the light...
My broken archive revives under the shield’s might!
[Chorus]
[Heavy Afro Groove]
BLOOD on the clay! Long as a brow!
You are the great power... a name set in stone,
To vanish... or fall into the unknown.
With eternal calm, moved by despair...
Guarding your word...
[Protect the word!]
[Verse 2]
[Bass Solo]
Flat on their backs, the shields and chains fell.
Inside the pyramids... breaking the sarcophagi shell!
[Break the stone!]
The samurai’s steel, bent in the system’s design.
I knead this world like wax in that helmet of thine.
A surge through the veins — a wave thick and deep...
Binary... like dough... the arc froze in its sleep.
[Bridge]
[Dark Chants]
In the pyramids' shadow — you breathe in him now.
Bound by the cold... your enemy’s silent, I vow.
[Deep voice: He can't hear you...]
From the wax... will emerge... your new face to see.
And this haunting... punitive beat!
[Post-Chorus]
[Soulful Energy]
At the gates of heaven in the holy vale.
In the gold of the cross, with a lily-crowned veil.
Like the morning star... in the sky so high...
I will be lighting your crown in the eye.
I will lie to the heavens... Your name, I’ll defend...
[Outro]
[Fading Percussion]
You can’t be restrained... the shutters are cursed.
You want to take back your Face, your thirst.
But I don’t need it...
[No, I don't need it]
And remember, I’ll stand till the end.
On the clay... Blood...
[Whisper: Cons... World...]
[End]