
Screens flash with shadows, headlines scream,
Venom in pixels, fractured schemes.
They sell you a border, a phantom threat—
Jackals laugh loud, counting debts.
Pre-Chorus:
Cameras shoot bullets of fear,
Warzone illusions—we see through the veneer.
Chorus:
Light up the signal, truth cuts the night,
They sell us chaos—we crave the light.
Lies may roar, but our chants tear skies—
Burn their false idols, rip hate asunder.
Verse 2:
They spin every story, baptize with lies,
History’s ghosts now fuel their fire.
A click, a scroll—the machines conspire,
“Divide and conquer,” chant shadowed liars.
Pre-Chorus:
Airwaves hum with jackboots’ creed,
Their “cure” is a noose wrapped in greed.
Chorus:
Light up the signal, truth cuts the night,
They sell us chaos—we crave the light.
Lies may roar, but our chants tear skies—
Burn their false idols, rip hate asunder.
Bridge:
Crosses burn brighter through WiFi streams,
*Old ghosts code-switch in data screams.*
We’ll crash their towers, reclaim the screens—
Future’s a fire in our bloodstream.
Outro:
No silent hands, no closed eyes—
We’ll write our dawn where their empire dies.
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